Monday Spiritual Ruminations: Evensong

I leave my loom and step outdoors

into the fading sunlight,

birds offering their evensong

their hymn of praise

for a day well lived

and fair and green of grass,

bursting with promises of

more warmth

and days that go ever on.

the quiet of the early eve settles now

and lamps are lit

as bikers and striders

hurry into the last lap of the day.

I return to my loom

my soul at peace

taking its rest

and exhaling

an evensong.



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