Fate
The light, it still lingers as blood on black water
Day slips down to night as horizons all fade
Breathing down from the trees, slightly still is the breeze
And the sun's sieved away at the end of the day
In the stillness, so somber, so nascent, I lie
Content and complacent, spread out in the sky
So here is the soul, and so here is all life
As it is, truly, lain and surcease in the night
A daffodil drains down to where the sunset used to be
And fallows, ever fragmented from where it once was free
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