My Twilight

My heart flutters with every movement this forest makes.
The stars above my head make light
And it's just on the brink of twilight approaching fast behind me.
Alas, I find myself stopping
And the darkness of stars take over like a shadow
As I stand under these trees.
Then I wonder...
Could I still find that nighttime light that so everlastingly calls my name?
Then I knew...
The light of the night is right where I'm standing
Because at that moment....
I knew that this twilight was my calling
And was always where I belonged.