Photograph by Markovich Photo Art
You bid the day farewell.
Once golden and strong,
your brilliance fading
as night calls to the moon.
Falling from this earth,
it no longer hurts
to look directly at you.
Your radiance now cooling.
Your glory more subdued.
You leave an intimation of light
as you vanish from view.
Photograph by Markovich Photo Art (Click here to visit and follow his blog).
Ancien Hippie 