Twilight Song

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Ever so softly, night falls so softly, imperceptible. It falls gently, eyes unknowingly adjusting to fading glow, the evening lights sparkling brighter. But we don’t see it. Night settles onto the trees, touches the ground. Ears hear late-time sounds. Frogs and lightning bugs know what we do not. It is time. Like a child growing up. We hear soft laughter or screeching delight, pitter patters and cartoons, and “can we please stay up 5 more minutes!” But we don’t see that night is descending. It falls and the glows fade into sparkling shadow. We grieve and we grow and we rest and we learn. And then, ever as the night falls, so does the darkness slowly fade to gray, then to pink, until full light of day. We see in full. All has grown, questions answered, or perhaps not, but full glory shines. And then, it all begins again. Life is beautiful.