Lit.Org - a community for readers and writers Advanced Search

Average Rating

(0 votes)

You must login to vote

When soft the purple evening fades to slumber,
When day and night in breathless magic merge,
Then wakes the soul in me to wonder
and wells within my heart a quivering awe.
The stillness of that hour now holds me fast.
To move,to breathe,would break the spell,
But to enjoy, to marvel at this act of nature,
This is my priviledge and my reward.
Now,in the blue sky far above the hills
The golden shapes their miracles perform.
And calls me from those forms a misty land,
Where heartís desires and happiness are found.
Then to my ears natureís musicians call
Playing their endless symphony again
As the day fades fast away and is no more.
Then wakes the soul in me to wonder
And well within my eyes the tears of longing,
But part of me forever has sublimed
Into the enchantment that has gone.

W.F.Randle. (Nov. 1962)


Related Items


The following comments are for "Evening"
by Stargazer

Contented Sigh
That poem made me feel very peaceful and happy. The lines all clumped together was a bit distracting...maybe break it into stanzas? Still, overall it was beautiful.

( Posted by: frenchie [Member] On: November 11, 2004 )

Add Your Comment

You Must be a member to post comments and ratings. If you are NOT already a member, signup now it only takes a few seconds!

All Fields are required

Commenting Guidelines:
  • All comments must be about the writing. Non-related comments will be deleted.
  • Flaming, derogatory or messages attacking other members well be deleted.
  • Adult/Sexual comments or messages will be deleted.
  • All subjects MUST be PG. No cursing in subjects.
  • All comments must follow the sites posting guidelines.
The purpose of commenting on Lit.Org is to help writers improve their writing. Please post constructive feedback to help the author improve their work.