The Question Mark of No Reply
The last shards of light
splayed out like a fan on the horizon,
titillating the clouds with golden edges,
and as the dim shadows of fallen day
stretched out so long, they began to meld
with oncoming night,
as stars above one by one, appeared.
And horizon, like an infinite gold line,
set on fire, its flames piercing the deep blue
in hues unimaginable,
while life turned homeward
in relief of days entanglements,
welcoming a soft cozy seat,
and one moment of quiet repose.
Then as stars filled the sky,
as if applied by a splattering brush,
those jewels glistened and spoke as if near,
of times past, births and deaths and aftermaths
of creations long tumultuous continuum,
and minds numb from day’s affronts looked upward,
into the vast and endless eternal keep,
and sighed.
Days end like a door closing,
the fading light a need for rest and realignment,
and the comfort of love and family a panacea,
as all that wound the mind,
the stresses and decisions that burdened,
now resolved, under eternity’s diamond cloak,
and hearts are comforted, the challenges now to wait.
The sun bids farewell
and takes her leave, and sky becomes infinite,
no horizons seen, just a cover of no end,
a question mark of no reply,
of myths and legends and stars afire
that from the beginning have held our minds to wonder,
what more there is for us.
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Days end has always been a time of comfort for me and a dark sky has always been a time of reflection, especially if the stars are showing. This is a quiet, peaceful, enjoyable read, Tony. Lovely work.
Glad you appreciated it Phyllis, its my favorite time of day and always has been. Take care.