Watching Glory take the Sun after another day done
I sink into rocking chair swaying deeply into Horizon.
The sky boldly turns to purple, blue and rose hue
Like the palette of God marking all with adieu.
I gaze throughout the hills as Nature’s turns to Night
And feel the great hush that fills all in such twilight.
I feel absorbed into the shadows still awake and alive
Reborn in night breezes with a graceful revive.
Rocking to and fro in my viewing porch chair;
I sway bewildered, lost, and Found again There.
©2012 Linda Willows