Twilight
Twilight paints colors in the sky,
Darkness and light, forming a melody.
The last rays of the day merge on the horizon,
Your touch makes secret hopes tremble softly.
The gentle song of the clouds sounds in the silent room,
The distant light burns, giving life to the darkness.
In this silence, the thoughts of the mind merge,
Infinite imagination is hidden in the depths of nature.
This quiet hour of the twilight night,
Like an endless spring on the path of life.
This combination of light and darkness,
Brings peace to the mind, fills the heart.
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