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Doesn'T the Late Evening Evoke Sadness
The dull and bare farmland speaks with sad murmurs, seeming laments of lost harmony; the naked trees' branches are cathedral's spears vertically pointed to a Heaven that's not complacent but echoes with an air of startling silence... suggesting that God is absent and rests in the realm of timeless eternity, while Nature below is as helpless and contemptuous as an unhappy human! The peach-faced wanderer carries his enormous grief as a weight, have his wrinkles widened and his steps diminished in the agility of movement during Fall? He loves Naturel and the spectacle of the changing leaves as he paints the idyllic landscapes on small canvas; only then he finds tranquility, purpose, and relief observing sailing boats by a steep cliff, watching foaming waves break and roll! Shy violets show their adorable purple petals dripping with dew, they wish it would rain to keep them moist attracting butterflies and bees; will they die from the drought and begone soon? Amid the sadness, there's also a joyful song about wine, it's not the usual robin warbling from a branch for pride... hear the robust voice of that farmer returning home hungry and tired, carrying a bucket of red grapes with a sweetness that is unrivaled! Doesn't the late evening evoke sadness, that feeling that many seem to express... when all quietens down and every bell chimes to set heavenly music to a poem that rhymes?
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