Evening stillness

Soft pinks
Powder blues
Yellows, whites and grey
Shifting, sliding,
Subtly but
Unmistakably
Changing
Into a canvas
Of fiery ribbons
And layers
Against which the
Birds’ end of day
Chattering
Slowly peters out
Then suddenly drops away..

And all that’s left
Is colours
And stillness
And soft open
Peacefulness..
And life
Is good

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