The Evening.

Photo by frank mckenna

End of the day is like a miniature end of the day. Time for rest and evaluation.

We will meet again, a dear friend of life,

Sun is setting over an endless horizon in the distance,
Moving slowly,
Bearing royal grace,
Sharing warming rays of light,
Kissing bodies made of life.

The song emerges from the trees.
Birds of skies,
Closest to the sun,
Say goodbye,
To pleasant shine,
Before preparing for the night.

We will meet again,
A dear friend of life,
Will greet you early in the morning,
And drink from crystal dew,
Leftover by the night.

Evening, time for rest, evaluation.

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