A dusky sundown,
fireflies gleam at random.
Nature's twinkle lights
Twilight (1)
Spring
He spies the soft down
along the back of her regal neck,
thinking of new awakenings in the now of Spring
She gazes across meadows,
vast, open, fertile, and verdant,
thinking of new births in the future of Spring
Petrov-Vodkin: Spring
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