The sun sets in
waves of molten gold
Tracing the quieting sky.
An oratory of crying clouds.
Tag Archives: Twilight
On the borders of night
Twilight is like the silence
after a spoken prayer
its wistful longing
lingering on
in the growing shadows
of the oncoming night
Twilights
Do not lose more twilights
for even in the blue night
there is sometimes
a piece of sun
and perhaps if you dare
to stay awake
you will find
an even brighter light
securely fastened
to your soul
