<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=520029" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Sunset Thoughts</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The sun sets slow to the West<br>The routine evening rest.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I quietly sit and watch<br>Feeling somewhat tranquil, yet melancholy -<br>I think of the great pleasure<br>That this moment is.....<br>And wonder why, <br>So few are -<br>Opaque clouds scattered, streak the salient sky<br>Like living lines<br>On an intent artist's brush, <br>The blue and the gray overhead<br>Are now at peace<br>Above the country, so free.....<br>Orange, yellow, purple, and red<br>Blaze, and burn through the horizon<br>Into the black-burnt transcendent treeline <br>Just below the setting sun, saying<br>'Goodnight, my sweet children' -</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A pure gift, <br>so beautiful...<br>The wonder of it all<br>Is nothing less than<br>A marvelous miracle..... <br>It reverberates with eternities <br>Endless echoes, <br>(the mystical Music of majesty, <br> flowing through the cosmos) ..... <br>Cloudy fingers hold the light <br>As God enfolds <br>The earth, the sun, the universe, and even <br>my own very fragile soul.<br>All here - together - in this delicately devine <br>End of day....... </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The sun sets low, into the West.....<br>Is it merely routine<br>This evening rest? <br>.....I think not.....</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Smoky+Hoss">Smoky Hoss</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=520029" data-title="Sunset Thoughts de Smoky Hoss" data-description="The sun sets slow to the West The routine evening rest. I quietly sit and watch Feeling somewhat tranquil, yet melancholy - I think of the great pleasure That this moment is..... And wonder why, So few are - Opaque clouds scattered, streak the s..."></div> </div> </div>

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