Poem: Beauty of the Dark

Have you ever seen the beauty of the dark
Walking a stray path in an open park
No noise from a car or crow or lark
Startled only by the occasional loud bark

The world is still to every lepton n quark
The hustle of the day is a contrast stark
The blackness punctuated by a lonely spark
The light bug's domain and it's signature mark

Your face is soothed by the southbound breeze
There is a rustle in the bushes and trees
Your heart and limbs for a moment freeze
Don't shut your eyes even for a sneeze

The bugs are singing a continuous chorus
Lamenting the demise of the shining horus
The sky is a big curtain, dark but porous
Faraway celebratory fireworks effloresce

Among the stars is a moving satellite
Mars is bright with shining hematite
Meteors plight jumping around impolite
Darkness and light overnight reunite

The sky is still full of surprises
From the horizon a half slice rises
Devouring the darkness as the horizon demises
Dulled and blurred by polluting devices

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