Evensong
The wind blows, weaving through the trees
The song of evening in the breeze
A warmth of love and light and song
A joyful beat when days are long
The light fades softly from the sky
The swan-winged clouds let out a sigh
A tune too soft to put to word
The sweetest song that’s e’er been heard
A golden sunset in the sky
The evenbirds let out a cry
A story of the days grown long
The beauty of sleeping evensong
Copyright © Olivia Estep | Year Posted 2020
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