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When Sleep Bids My Desires Goodbye!
The evening sun slowly fades into the dark,
Gradually giving way for the moon to embark.
On a journey that may only last a few hours
But leaves a glorious feeling like the sight of lovely flowers.
Try as I might to stay awake to enjoy the beauty of the night,
But sleep comes over and gives my hopes a good fight.
Good Night!
ℓαɖƴ ֆιℓνɛяℓƴռχ
Let Evening Come.
Let the light of late afternoon
shine through chinks in the barn, moving
up the bales as the sun moves down.
Let the cricket take up chafing
as a woman takes up her needles
and her yarn. Let evening come.
Let dew collect on the hoe abandoned
in long grass. Let the stars appear
and the moon disclose her silver horn.
Let the fox go back to its sandy den.
Let the wind die down. Let the shed
go black inside. Let evening come.
To the bottle in the ditch, to the scoop
in the oats, to air in the lung
let evening come.
Let it come, as it will, and don’t
be afraid. God does not leave us
comfortless, so let evening come.
ℓαɖƴ ֆιℓνɛяℓƴռχ
