In the Beginning

Prompt: Every day the sun comes up and every night it goes down again.

Source: writingforward.com

Original Airdate: October 29, 2010

Response:

It is the beginning of daytime's final death throes.
It is the moment when the sun burns
-orange as fire-
in the treetops.
It is the moment
-that one still moment-
when songbirds cease their singing.
It is the end of the warms winds and lit rains.
It is the beginning of the melancholy blue hours.
It is the moment when the moon rises
-pale as ice-
in the star-sphere.
It is the moment
-that infinite dark moment-
when mists begin their procreation.
It is the end of the open spaces and red hours.
It is the beginning now
-this moment-
-this tenuous moment-
the beginning of the solemn hours.

It is the end of nighttime's tyrannical reign.
It is the moment when the stars shudder
-tremulous as flames-
in the heavens.
It is the moment
-that last lush moment-
when the insects cease humming.
It is the beginning of the hot sands and day smoke.
It is the end of the luxurious purple hours.
It is the moment when the stars break
-fragile as glass-
in the star-sphere.
It is the moment
-that lingering black moment-
when the mists slink into hiding places.
It is the beginning of the exposed places and yellow hours.
It is the end now
-this moment-
-this fleeting moment-
the end of the solemn hours.