Abrown field rises to the steel blue sky
Near a black-green forest.
List! —a quiet sigh.
The sun fades surely at the close of day.
Above, stars twinkle at the words they say.
As dawn breaks slowly; as he holds her fast,
Intertwined as one,
Heaven's found at last.
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