Waning Sun
As the sun waned, fading beyond the horizon's reach,
We stood there, hearts chilled, awaiting darkness' breach.
Uncertain, we pondered if a guiding light would appear,
To lead us through the night, dispelling our fear.
The sky painted in hues of dusky blue and gold,
Whispering secrets untold, stories yet to unfold.
In that moment, a yearning stirred deep within,
For a presence to guide us, to banish shadows' din.
Copyright © Kelvin Wanyama | Year Posted 2023
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