There is a quiet calmness that spread o'er my heart
when I see the twilight spread orange and purple
under dimming light of day fast waning.
The colors' intensity focused on a spot,
a hill, a peak, a sharp delineation,
where earth meets sky,
while objects closer form a silhouette,
a shadow of what they were by day.
And my heart paused to reflect on all that day had brought.
Now night descends and beckons me to rest,
to gather strength for Day which comes then soon again.
