Thursday, June 18, 2015

E is for ... Evenings

The evening descends,
Gracefully,
The beauteous dusk sweeping the day
In shadows,
The eventide
Heralding a stillness to the rush.
The birds, ravens and crows and sparrows,
All flocking back to the safety of their nests,
The trees sighing,
Their breaths labored, short bursts of oxygen,
Being replaced earnestly with that counterpart carbon dioxide.
The crickets chirping at night,
The lovelorn staccato of katydids,
Causing a racket in heart.
The silver globe rising
From behind the canopy of deodars
Coming down for a little while
To celebrate this life with us
And slowly,
Like every slightest step measured,
All activities ceasing beneath the
Spread of stars and skies.
Slowly the dusk
Blending to night
Fusing into dawn,
Renewed, revived
And resuscitated.
Thy hand has led us
Through another day.
Thy light guarding us through
This dark night
And Thy goodness
Shall shower yet another dawn.
Our trespasses and violations
Forgiven,
We are watched and kept
By Thee
In Your tender care.
What more could we ask for,
But to spend this hour of rest
Mindful of your blessings.


Jenny Matlock

12 comments:

  1. Divine poetry on the 'Evening' for E !

    Happy Weekend coming to you,
    artmusedog and carol

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    1. Thank you for such a cherished response.
      Have a wonderful weekend ahead

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  2. love the line - and fusing into dawn - have a great weekend!

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    1. That took three edits before getting in place.
      Thank you and you too have a splendid weekend

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    1. Thank you so much for your visit and appreciation

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  4. Eloquent and true...love your prose♪

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  5. Lovely. Evening is my favorite time of day.

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  6. I am entranced with the word 'eventide'. And entranced with the excellent way you weave words into a picture.

    This was peaceful and lovely.

    Thank you.

    A+

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    1. Thank you Jenny. I really cherish your encouragement

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