The evening sun so softly shines
No more in glaring noonday heat;
‘Twill soon go down beyond our view
Its journey done, its work complete.
When day is done and dusk descends
Some creatures seek their homes to lay;
When night is here and darkness reigns
Elsewhere begins the reign of day.
It's now the evening of my life,
That soon may close in darkest night;
And then will break the sweetest dawn,
That turns to day forever bright.
The poem beautifully unfolds the philosophy of life consummating in death just as the evening sun merges into night. Loved reading it. Thanks. The evening sun.... ‘Twill soon go down beyond our view Its journey done, its work complete.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Last two promising lines are overwhelming....beautiful poem mam...