A Perfect Moment
Never had I heard
a flutter so clear!
Nor more distinct settle
of midnight wings; soft
gray fans, coming to gentle
fold --
soon to follow his song
-- the nightingale,
lilting the air!
Such a blessed
union, rare!~ Light and
dark shadows tranquilly sharing
often fought over space – for
a perfect moment, seeming to
forgive and harmoniously embrace --
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