umbra !

A land where the three dreams meet
and penumbrous glitter the unlit ways,
where daisies bloom in dewy nights
then wail a-pace for darkling days.

Where winking wavelets beading bubbles
reflect the hues of a maiden's blush,
where men do huddled sit and hear
that music of an ambrosial hush

Where verses penned in yesteryears
merge softly in a tangible sorrow,
where deferred hopes ,coalescing , pine
once ,just once ,for a cheery morrow

There ,alone ,in a twilight zone
will you leave the `how' and `why',
look downward twice and upward once
then sweetly , shyly , mur mur `hi '?