TWILIGHT'S CHORDS

In the embrace of twilight, when sun's embers cling to the horizon, do the chords of night begin teetering on silence?
Ask the murmuring breeze. Tell me, does it sing in overture or elegy?

"Sounds trickle like stars falling into the boundless ocean, splashes of time ripple horizontally until depthless." - Unknown Seer

Reality holds illusions sometimes dressed in twilight garb, sometimes brilliant and blinding. Dissonance in harmony, harmony in dissonance.
Can you discern the echo of one's sound in another's breath?

"The curving hourglass doesn't care for your clocks, twinkling assumptions of gravity shed candles in converse dire light..." - Orion's Reflections