a poem, a photo

in the waning light

the colors of the day bleed away.

shadows overcome all that

was once familiar.

silence settles slowly,

under the rustling of leaves

and the crows' deafening song.

memories of the morning

and the blazing sun at noon

are buried in the past,

smothered by the night's embrace.

but for one glorious moment,

stillness descends from heaven

to the coldness of the earth.

painting mysteries in pink and orange.

glowing with a divinity

so clear, so brilliant

that illusions of the day melt

into the oneness of all.

listening to the wind of the soul,

the sky and heart are united

in life, in breath, in peace.

for one moment, perfection.

for one lifetime, a moment.

peace, peace, peace.