They had traveled for two days and one night, always climbing.  They stopped in small villages along the way to rest a bit, talk with villagers and ask them advice on their journey up the Himalayas.  An elderly man sat crossed legged in his tiny hut behind the cabin where they were lodged for the night.  He seemed in a trance, sleeping and dreaming perhaps. The travelers were touched by the old man’s faint smile on his lips.

twilight’s first act,
almost close enough to touch
dancing stars

© Tournesol’15/11/20

I struggled with the haiku here are other drafts:

night draws its curtains
auspicious coryphée
stellar performance

or

night draws its curtains
coryphée is nigh
stellar ballet

or

twilight’s first act,
almost close enough to touch
dancing stars

or

night draws its curtains
auspicious coryphée
stellar ballet

Carpe Diem Haiku Kai