The Magic When Evenings Done

Lonely pines silhouetted against an ever changing sky,

wrapped in the enchanting colorful wisp of clouds passing by.

Shades of rose madder mingled with cerulean blue

mixing and fusing, into a shade of violet hue.

Oh what magic did this nightfall bring,

as I from umber hilltop did so softly sing.

Sending forth my voice in praise did I,

into that unbelievably astounding

 changing sky.

Oh what a beautiful day this has been,

 I heard my spirit say as it spoke from within.

Oh, and to culminate it all

I was able to bare witness

To this colorful magic

when evening did fall.

J. Allen Wilson © 2005

"Sail away with me"

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