Evening
The light has become smoothly
subdued,
Sky is stretched in sensuous
silence,
Tinges of gray wrap the landscape
in mysterious aura,
Everything stands in serene
silhouette,
The enigmatic majesty of evening
is descending over the world.
Evening is the culmination of
mood,
Synchronously maturing with
the day-long
Unpleasant struggle to survive
with the world and the nature.
Evening has quiet elegance and
controlled conviction,
Dignity and mystery,
It is a transition more alluring
and hypnotic
Than its predecessor and follower.
It is a fabric of hope and relief,
A slow beginning of something
yet unshaped,
A transformation of merciless
day-time will
To serene sanguine sublimity.
Evening is mute, while day is
loud,
It is on the ground, while day
soars,
It embraces, while day raids.
The subliminal lonely sadness
of evening
Is in tune with man's matured
mental climate.
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