Elucidating Questions

Red skies climbing up the side of the mountain, the hues bleeding through on top.

Shreds of the wind the oranges of the second horizon, the pinks and greys as the dark blues fade in.

Thicker air of an evening of still air, the light of the first far away light.

Jupiter rising over the skies as the first of the night awakens and a far away metal bird cuts through the sky.

A single missing evening star, whose drums play clear, in any regard.

At the lip of Twilight as the colours bleed away into the night, before the darkness sets the night’s colours alight.

Goodnight to one star, and good morning to billions,

Good night to some stars, good morning to others.