Giving Way

The last little bits of day
Dying down
Giving way
To this quiet corner of twilight.
Say hello to the soft night
Make peace
with all that's come before.
The sky opens up a door
Into the listening of a mystery.
You and me...
We are not so different
From the same light
we find our glint.
Sparkling night lark
sings to the morning dove
My love, my love... 
You are a tender terror
too good to not be true.
I look at you and see
what was never missing
And kiss the ground
For what is found....
Never forgotten.