The Sunset, Woven of Soft Lights
I’ve seen many sunsets during my time in South America and I can’t get enough of them.
This poem by Katharine Lee Bates beautifully encapsulates the splendour of sunsets.
The sunset, woven of soft lights
And tender colors, lingers late,
As looking back on all day’s dreary plights,
— The foolish day of hopes so high,
Who counts her hours by blunders now,
Yet wears at last this jewel-crown of sky
Upon her brow.
Out to eternity she goes,
Not for her failure scorned, but see!
Our poor day flushed with beauty, one more rose
On God’s rose-tree.
Here’s to enjoying more sunsets 🌄