In the silence and stillness
of the evening, of approaching dusk
as night enshrouds the world
and the sun withdraws its warm embrace

I stand in my own inner stillness
withdrawing from yet another day
nostalgic for the beingness
that wholeness of being brings my way

a lone bird stands silhouetted
against the dimming sky
alone, pensive, ruminating
its life's meaning, at eventide

Softly the dark enfolds
the cares, the wears, the tears
a brief respite in sleep
through the night

Dreaming of tomorrow
of what it will bring
I can face anything
If all of me is HERE....