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As sundown comes
Filmy clouds drift
Across the blackening canvas
To kiss the star-dappled sky
Painted purposefully, perfectly
By One more skilled than any mortal.
On velvet foot
Nightlife crawls over wet grasses,
Along woody branch,
Through their realm
Unseen by man
One hundred times as large.
Night falls, I hurry home
Switch on lights, close doors
To the brightness air
And imagine the sunrise
Outside, in the light,
Ready to pounce when night comes.
Why fear what you cannot see?
Nocturnal life lives in twilight.
Where you stumble, I am agile,
Fleet of foot and wing.
Unblinking red eyes opened wide,
I have survived another day.
Invisible world could teach me to trust,
To open windows and doors,
Tiptoe outside, breathe the air,
Steal over damp soil,
Look under leafy screens,
Meet creatures one thousand times as small.
To appreciate lesser inhabitants
May be contrary to human logic,
But to embrace the universal plan
Set in motion purposefully, perfectly
By our kind eons ago
Is worth the endeavor.
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