• jaqui.eicher

Evening

Day -- hard-edged and ragged --

turns to pinks and reds

across the shadowed hills.

Nothing is the same as it was:

Day is evening out.


Moon softens all the details --

sings where day shouted.


With great, shady arms akimbo,

Evening settles into a hum, synchonized

with the enlivened soil, still

warm from a day full of sun.

All the jangling of those hours, quiet as dust now.


Evening rests and claims rest

from the jagged edges of the world.


#evening #slow #sun #quiet

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