Dusk
Too enchanting to be hated
Dusk…
What comes to your mind
when you hear the word dusk?
Beauty?
Evening?
Colors spilling into the sky?
Or all of it?
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Dusk is too enchanting to be hated,
Or even merely disliked.
Because dusk is enchanting in that way
especially with its violet hues.
Though violet also accompanies dawn,
dusk owns a different atmosphere,
one that carries a quiet ache, an esoteric emotion.
As if signaling that farewell are often bound
to sorrow or longing…an identity it has long worn.
Yet sometimes,
dusk bring peace like a quiet comfort.
As if to say that farewell are not always tragic…
that endings always carry reason,
whether to offer a lesson
or something gentler
without us realizing.
That is why
dusk it too enchanting to be hated.
