Eventide

The sun makes its slow descent in a blaze
And the world settles into the evening haze.
A quiet settles over the scene
As all nature breathes a sigh it seems
When eventide settles all around
With the evening sounds.

Birds twitter a soothing lullaby
Answering the whippoorwill's cry
And a turtle dove begins to coo.
In the distance a train whistle
Signals it is coming through
And a jet leaves its trail across the sky
Letting you know it came by.

The trees whisper as the leaves
Are brushed by a gentle breeze
And in the darkening sky
The twinkle of the evening star appears
And the moon peeks over the horizon
Spreading a silvery light
As eventide turns into night.

I am spellbound by the beauty I see
And my soul is filled with peace
In the quietude of the eventide
With an awesome feeling that God must be there
Walking with me in the night air.

ŠJane Ward Smith
July 5, 2006
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