Watching the sun rise,
The eerie green-blue
Glowing horizon.
Stars giving way
To dawn’s first light,
Extinguishing their fires.

The western skies
Clinging to night’s essence
Growing even darker,
Still drenched
In an inky black
Dark as evil’s heart. 

Not day, Nor night
This enchanted hour,
Existing outside
Space and time
A place of wonder,
And magic’s light.