Luca Menin


Sunset - Poem by Luca Menin

At the world's end,
Line ending the day of sublime fire
Play of shining, flocks of birds,
Burning in the light, like ash consume by the fire,
Disappearing with the wind.

Landscape, invigorate by twilight, in a painted sky,
Like a table set for celebration.

Boundaries of new land where the sun rest,
Calm, whispering in all his glory.
So powerful, into my eyes.
That my thought dwells.

There, where the sky in sharing day & night.
Tired heart finds peace.
Home of the soul.

Like a veil drown, on the day gone by.
Before the night takes hold.
The blurry moon, reflect the last good-bye.

The silent sky, contained the world in a wave of blue fire.
The bricks of the houses, absorb the light of a winter sky.
Reflected by the windows
The last foothold of light, adore the days.
Immaculate clouds, praising life.
For at sunset all the angel are called to worship the lord.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 4, 2012

Poem Edited: Friday, August 10, 2012


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