I awake into the evening,
into long shadows
and bright spears of sunbeams
in retreat.
Hours have gone,
where everything shall drain
when the long sleep of life
gives away to final silence.
But now, in the warm
sunlight, amid growing
shadows uniting,
thoughts like insects swarming.
One coming moment
there will be winter dark,
with no gray day arriving,
and the restless swarm in repose.
04.08.2021
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