The hush of the day.
The slow and
steady step of night,
dawdling along
like a happy child.
The sleepy, changing
slant of light
on a pastel painted sky.
Try as you might,
in this world high on
hurry and worry,
you just canβt rush
a summer sunset.

The hush of the day.
The slow and
steady step of night,
dawdling along
like a happy child.
The sleepy, changing
slant of light
on a pastel painted sky.
Try as you might,
in this world high on
hurry and worry,
you just canβt rush
a summer sunset.
Beautiful. Reminds me to stay in the moment and appreciate what is there.
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Thank you! That’s something I’ve been struggling with lately, honestly. But a summer sunset is, indeed, a good reminder. π
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So eloquently described! Beautiful photo and poem!
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Thank you! π
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Nature at its own pace. Thank God for that. Beautiful! π
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Indeed. π And thank you!
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Beautifully written, these lines are so soothing. Sunsets are so peaceful. Loved the poem and the photo β€
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Thank you!! π
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this is so beautiful.
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Thank you! I’m so glad you liked it! π
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