a weeping willow of water wails
a worried wind stumbles into
a lonely acacia dovening in the desert
a compassionate river runs recklessly
over brooding banks and stagnant stones
startled stars quiver and shiver nervously
leaves and branches slowly vanish
birds mellifluously whisper a dirge
as blackness quells the evanescent embers of
a dying day
Night lowers himself onto the earth.
Molecules of Moments is a poetry in pieces. Night begets Dawn. Dawn begets Day. Day dies diligently as she falls into Dusk. Twilight diminishes her lingering light into mystical molecules of obsidian Night.