Craft a poem that describes the transition from day to night as a slow, evocative dance.
The majesty of the shifting sky, the fading light and emerging darkness, these are fertile grounds for simile-laden exploration. As day turns to night, how does the ‘dance’ unfold? Who leads, and who follows? Which special moments stand out, as the sun dips under the horizon and the stars start to twinkle? Does this dance parallel the choreography of life itself? This prompt invites you to delve into the infiniteness of the universe, the inevitability of time and the simplicity of life’s most profound moments.
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