pathways and journeys

At Sunset

Sunset falling, 

lights on the hill, 

shadows lengthening, 

stars in the fading dusk, 

 dreaming of you still, 

the pathway 

is dark now, 

the leaves 

of life, hidden, 

beyond the end 

of day, 

footsteps quietly 

echoing, across the

stepping stones,

since you passed 

through this way, 

for a bird is singing,

closing the evening 

beside the memory

of you

a last and silent hush,

the sun slips, 

beneath the last cloud,

fading from light

and view.

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