Thought
Sinking sun at close of day
Busy leaves dance randomly
Whispered breeze and branches sway
Flying birds are tucked away
Cool still air under quiet spell
Serves steadiness of mind to pray
Raising heart and offering flower
Heralds the evening vesper hour
Lit lamp on sacred altars stand
Chants match the mood at hand
Day’s deeds held as bouquet sweet
To lay at Lord’s eternal feet
Someday our sun will go to sleep
Our boat will sink into the deep
Mourn not as your vessel lies
For we shall see a new sunrise
Prayer
O Lord, reveal Yourself to me in those auspicious times of day and night. Let me surrender my little boat completely to You as the sun yields to the beauty of evening.
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