Towards Evenings Horizon
Towards evening’s horizon I always
move quickly quietly
on the screened in porch I sit as a setting sun
lights my thoughts and
once every few days I must go alone to watch this sun’s decline
And when all of these silent moments
gather in my mind
I think quietly of my next move in life
westward towards the setting sun ?
to know ultimately why I follow the long ends of a day
These things that keep a hold gently on my soul
a cool moving breeze calmed by the lowering sun
the golden glow of tomorrow
the impending silence of the night sky
the promise that all but owns me
the unknowing promise
And in silence and solitude this evening sun
has witnessed my passion unanswered
and occasionally
my wisdom snarled within indifference
but the introspect that is always victorious
settles calmly within
some unseen place
and bids my soul good evening
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Very nice poem about the quiet time of evening as the sun begins to retire. Such a lovely time. Well done, Ed.
Such peace always shines through in your writing, such a calm place you have found in yourself and through nature. A pleasure to read.
Best,
Mel
A lovely piece of that silent pondering when faced with the end of day, that transition that marks the coming night. And so we think of life and its movement, it echoes and future. Eloquently worded and expressed Ed. I enjoyed it very much. Cheers!