Evening begins
like a veil to my sorrows;
Porous, translucent
Loose and light.
It is beautiful, yes,
yet fleeting,
like
a nocturnal flower
that fades away
in the morning light
of the coming day.
like a veil to my sorrows;
Porous, translucent
Loose and light.
It is beautiful, yes,
yet fleeting,
like
a nocturnal flower
that fades away
in the morning light
of the coming day.
