dusk seems a quiet time a strange quiet time
a light fading transitional time a good time
to sit at the beach to watch the waves
the waves as the day slowly fades
fades into dusk into fading fading light
into gathering gathering dark dark night
and the birth birth of stars stars in fade
blue to dark dark night sky final fade
daylight goes to make a seat for the night dark night dark comes to make a relax time for us and again night dark goes to make a seat for the daylight daylight comes to make ready us to work and survive goodly
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful fading dusk bidding adieu only to receive it back after time cycle. Beautiful poetry. Thank-you.