In the evening of life we shall be judged on love, and not one of us is going to come off very well, and were it not for my absolute faith in the loving forgiveness of my Lord I could not call on him to come.
Madeleine L’Engle
(a mid June evening sky in Georgia / Julie Cook / 2014)
Sweetly calm gentle evening sky;
A hush falls over the land.
Oppressive heat thankfully dissipates
as now soothing evening air eases weary minds
Gone for today is life’s hustle and bustle,
serenely replaced by an unseen artist’s muted tones
A heavy head leans against the window’s glass
while inquisitive eyes watch Peace lazily pass by
The road seemingly stretches endlessly onward
carrying way-ward travelers safely home
Rest now found in an evening sky
as serenity covers the earth
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