In the gathering dusk, we
stand and watch the
shadows grow.
Blood pink rays
scatter onto a sea of
dark clouds overhead as,
in the distance, a
brilliantly clear patch of
golden sky stretches out onto the horizon and illuminates the
entirety of our souls.

Hand in hand,
we fill what is gone with
warm summer evenings,
and a song, and the
dark outlines of
far away homes.