Twilight
"There is only one day left, always starting over: it is given to us at dawn
and taken away from us at dusk." ~ Jean-Paul Sartre
It’s a twilight time
and a veil of serenity
descends over the earth,
the sun lolls momentarily
upon the calm waters
of a sluggish sea.
Vistas of sylvan charm
seemed to open ahead and
a somnolent dusk pervades
every aspect of this weary world…
like a man on his deathbed
finally rests at peace with himself—
All his sins confessed and forgiven
and is now free from all concerns.
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