dusk's heart jordan daniel wood

Dusk’s Heart

Gilded soft light
Brooding hue
Illumine the trails to the entrails
Of heart, hearth, a life’s womb
Nothing more lucid than dusk
Nothing pellucid but truth
Soft on the eyes
Soft on the soul
Soft on the universe’s womb
Warm dark gentle welcoming tomb
Brisk wintry evenfall, moon’s soft glow
Axe at the root, trunk on the snow
Breath by the ear
Raging peace in the gloam
Rove we ensemble
Afoot without fear
Crepuscular love
Every day a whole year

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