Serenity at Twilight
by:Rachel
I stand here silently
Breathlessly waiting in the stillness,
Chilled air filling my veins
My eyes straining to see.
I gaze far below me,
The frozen river stares back.
As I stand motionless
Enveloped in moonshine
Darkened shadows lie all about,
Yet still I wait.
The evening sky is closing in
As the brilliant sunset fades,
Just a lost echo of the day.
Finally, without warning it appears,
The first star in the dusky sky
Twinkling softly in the vastness;
How can something so seemingly insignificant
Be so completely amazing?
How can it touch my soul like this?
It seems the very essense of serenity.
As I turn to go I look back,
Remembering the magnificance of it all
Emblazened in the imagery of my mind.
Date: February 19, 2001
Location: Bethany College of Missions, Bloomington, MN
One evening, in mid-winter’s frosty chill, I took a bike ride through the frozen streets to the nearby Minnesota River. Standing on the arched bridge that spans the wide river, the stillness of the night impressed itself on me as I waited for the first star to peek through the darkening sky— a reminder of the awesomeness of creation in the things that seem so simple at first glance.