November 28, 2017

Evening Glow

~~ Evening Glow ~~

Before me, the maple still laden with leaves
on the right, tall leafless locusts in gold salmon hues
are reflecting a sunset that isn’t in view.
To my left a small bird resting high on bare branches -
all echo soft praise as the evening advances.

For this day, late November at 60 degrees,
whose sun cast a blessing able to ease
the portent of winter and its deep freeze,
I too lift a heart full of thanksgiving and
 
~ Praise ~

JoMae
11/28/17



It was as if all the light of a grand sunset were glowing on the limbs of the locust trees - and no where else.  None of those shades were in the sky.  Kind of magic, I thought.