Light and dark play on the edges

of tan, red desert rocks,

grappling in day for dominance,

shadow--light; fight deadlocks.

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Sunset comes, mingling different hues

together but still--still--

light, dark are in competition

In twighlight's (standstill) thrill.

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Night falls on the craggy desert,

fissures filled in moonlight--

silent grace heals the daytime hurt;

God is in the starlight.

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My lost, gentle conscience returns

with nighttime memories--

as chaotic day breaks, it yearns

to dance under night skies.