PenMuse-02, Poetry

Ode to Night

When the sun sets in the sky
And stars appear in the heavens
When the birds homeward fly
And darkness covers the glens

When the south wind blows
And the trees sway and sing
When the river peacefully flows
And the evening bells ring

When the flowers close their eyes
And the bees rest in their hives
When old friends renew their ties
And new bonds change our lives

Then does the sedulous Night come
Like the traveler on the road
Who the wide world did roam
But like home, found no other abode.
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Beryl Zephyr

An occasional writer but a regular thinker, Beryl sometimes fiddles in speculative fiction. He sees both humour and tragedy in everyday events and is extremely concerned with the fate of other creatures trapped in the monstrous march of 21st-century human civilization.