the setting sun's rays

fan over the western horizon

like a peacock's plumage


enticing the tired to rest

at last under the orange bands

embroidering the fading sky


follow

follow with sleepy closing eyes

this last invitation


to the beauty folding over

the quickening night

follow


as it leads you from this world where

death is the last mercy left...



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