Evening Light Is Failing

Time is standing still,
Finally still for me.
As I see the water fall silent,
My gentle wind is free.

Shattered glass of myriad memories,
Fall unto the green water.
And the river shines a red glow,
As the flickering shadows grow longer.

Its time for you to set, My Divine Light,
Long have you shined at heights.
Long have you warred the mighty rain clouds,
Against dark nights with dying lights.

For once the horizon is not black,
The oceans are quiet as a still morning calm.
The winds are retreating into the mountains white,
And no rain clouds threaten the winter lark.

When the last wave on ocean shores broke,
The sun died into the welcoming night.
The water was still as the winter snow,
As the light disappeared beyond their sights.

Sleep my Sun, sleep forever,
Rest your light for the morning after.
For you may yet rise again,
Like a phoenix burning in an orange light.

But then the morning never came,
And with it never came the sunlight.
This sunset was final it seems,
For the morning never met the horizon bright.



This will be my last poem I guess. I'm quitting.