Wednesday, January 28, 2015

watch the twilight draw down over the land

the dark silhouettes of trees and hills

under the violet sky of a fading sunset

I'm old and tired and finished

and I long now for nothing more

than to be drawn into that fading light

at the end of a day that had its joy and pleasures

but could not win out over the ultimate night....

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