Child of Twilight

I stood firmly as a tree,
witnessing a miraculous sight.
To my left the sky was on fire,
Burning deep yellows to orange brights.
Consciousness at its peak, analysing this blissful time.
To my right the sky was electric,
Soothing deep indigo to silver ink blues.
My sub conscious gently breaking into a melodic song.
I stood firmly as a tree,
witnessing a miraculous sight.
An immersed whole me,
The child of twilight.

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