The Day That Went Down Late Poem by Thanh-Thanh NhuanLe

At this turning point, "Hey, butterflies! " asked I
(Busy playing with flowers they ignored me thereby) ,
Then, "Virgin forest! " (It kept silent) . And I passed
In the mountain wind which was whizzing that fast.
I looked at the poor trunks of old trees fallen to rot,
Felt compassion for things in decay like my own lot.
I raised my voice to call out humans (if there to be) ,
The birds and beasts made haste to flee from me.
The immense jungle to a standstill seemed eased;
I went astray for my inmost feelings to be appeased.
The inanimate spring sank deep into a quiet sleep;
The wild coolish orchid of nature stayed to creep.
"Wait, oh twilight! " in my heart choked my pray,
I suddenly felt pity for the sun of that still late day...