Vapour
While I sit lonesome at the water’s sprawl,
crepuscular rays have the heaven’s sigh,
as golden hues descend on evening’s crawl,
and soften the edge of a fading sky.
A gentle mist ascends above the lake,
to veil twilight’s plunge with a hoary shroud,
slowly curbing my vista to opaque,
while swans shelter unruffled in a crowd.
A sailboat drifts athwart my vision...
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