Silent serenity...

As the golden ball of sunlight dips over the 
mountains night closes in and it feels like an 
interval, living and dying all at once - while 
holding the magical dream of twilight...

As the swirling galaxies embellish the dark 
skies, I am lost in the silent serenity of the 
glittering dust splashed across the timeless
sky...

It seems to me the sentiments of the stars 
never die as I watch them kissing & hugging, 
loving and cherishing, laughing and sharing...

All the while to the east of the heavens, the sun
light awaits patiently to rebirth... 

by Wajia-Patricia Bühl