Long Evening
In this time of the light,
end of day but before night,
when sun begins its evening sprawl,
our shadows barely show at all,
outlines grow ever duller
while blossoms, serene in brilliant color,
scent of violet, rose, and musk
perfume the air all cloaked in dusk
Under nature’s beauty spell,
we stroll about like all is well
though we wear masks and watch our spacing
knowing the risk that we are taking
may be low, but nonetheless,
a danger that we must address
as day comes to its nightly close,
a colorful palette in repose
We head home from our long walk
passing tree, leaf, blossom, stalk,
houses rimmed by bushy hedges
that may be rounded, or have edges,
other walkers keep their distance
in mutual respect for existence-
if only this had always been
for friends and strangers, lovers, kin
Appreciation for all that nature is,
not sacrificed to human biz,
oceans, mountains, valleys, lakes
clear air and water, for all our sakes,
creatures that swim, fly, crawl, and run,
everything beloved under the sun
from trees and plants, to bees that buzz
let’s keep it all as is, not was
This is lovely and so poignant. xoxo
Aw… Thanks!