Day's End

by:  Wendy M. Zeringue


When the sun  begins its bow
and starts to slowly fade away
as  it dips down slowly
and seeks refuge from its day

As it touches the darkness
ever so slightly
in quick refuge
for one second nightly

In brief repose
a moment of rest
an instant of coolness
a refreshing breath.

A moment of peace
free from the heat
relieved from the fire
that burns down deep.

When all is quiet
and cool and calm
Is it with me
that you belong?

At the end of the day
in the silence of  night
could you then  arise
for another Day's fight?

by me:  Wendy M. Z.  (talawenzee) 2016