Scorching rays of sunlight fade into dusk,
Warm winds blowing, though thunder struck in pain.
Cooling winds embrace the hour, twilight gains.
Sunsets east, blazing pink; purple twinge, blush.
Come weary, who experience harsh gusts.
Behold your slumber waits twilight dark feigns.
Crawling, reaching, until pitch black has reign,
The problems of day they fade; copper to rust.
Now ponder in dreams, solutions to life,
We cannot solve every issue; we try.
Life as growing fruit, right season for ripe.
Longing for time we’re not merely alive.
A time for everything, in season right.
Judge not your troubles; twilight guides night.
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