We Count the Days

It is always the same day and night
darkness prevails before the light
Nature loves us in all colours
gives us perpetual favours
we count the days
we say it is the last
each moment becomes the past
boundless open and vast
Blessings abound slow and fast
majestic evening descends
as I too watch through
my resting room window
beauty merges and emerges
it is not the last but just a cover
as the year end crosses over
colours, lights, birds and leaves
quietly doze off to sleep
evening time Nature’s enrapture
as I click my camera, to capture…


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