When Sunsets Rest on the Breast of Humanity

Prayers fold their Wings and sigh silently... 

as Apricot and Golden shades become a Curtain  

that closes and becomes Embers of Deeds and Creeds... 

The Evening Star keeps Vigil as Eagles nest in Reverence 

for Mankind on Clouds of Destiny where Countries compose 

the Music of the Night that inspires the Rising of the Sun... 

 

Reviews

[Betty Hermelee]

beautiful words and colors as usual Pat, and a lovely time to pray for peace in this chaotic world....that evening star watches over us and all the creatures you mention in a very serene poem...those songbirds of night inspire the dawn to embrace all of us....
Warmly, B

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Betty… the Artists and Musicians will orchestrate a Symphony in Melodies of Reconciliation where the Spirit of the People will compose the 🎶 Music of the Night when the Moon shines ever so Bright. Prayers and 💗 Love.. Pat

[Betty Hermelee]

Same to you dear Pat!
Warmly. B

[FGFRANKLIN]

Whatever inspiration they are lending, I pray it continues for the next generation. The mornings are getting frostier here. I'm looking for the sun to come up wearing gloves to handle some of these cold days. I love the "music of the night".

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Fabian... we finally had freezing Snow that seems like the Movie Frozen. Even the Children cannot play in the Snow. We try to "Let Go"; however, the Caucuses in Idaho are freezing Cold.
Thank you for your appreciation of the Music of the Night. gently, Pat

[FGFRANKLIN]

My oldest daughter and grandchildren are in Alaska. They go out to play in twenty below zero F weather. My granddaughter mushes her own sled dogs. They keep snow almost year round. But if the mercury drops to thirty below Fahrenheit they must limit their time outdoors.

[Patricia Wedel]

That would be a whole New World… mushing Dog Sleds. my Son Robert and his Wife Leilani have two girls age nine and eleven… they all have their own Kayaks and live in Norfolk, Virginia fifty miles South . It is amazing how the Weather influences our style of living. Here in Virginia.. fifty miles from the U.S. Capitol we have been fortunate for the most part so far. Thanks for sharing .. Pat

[Lorry]

What a thought that is Patricia, to be the musical inspiration that let's each day wake!
That would definitely make anyone's cv stand out! 😊
An impressive write Pat. Succinct, yet somehow contains more than the sum of its parts.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Lorry..!your Avatar is soft and serene… it seems that we can dream of Clouds that sigh and think of God’s people in the wake of uncertainty. All the Spirits that lift us Up to understand that “Divided we Fall… United we Stand. There may be a Plan; however, we must work together against Tyranny. Thank you for Reading and leaving your words. softly, Pat

[emmajoygreen]

A beautiful prayer-poem, dear Pat, especially your last two phrases. They sigh me
much needed calm, '.. on Clouds of Destiny where Countries compose
the Music of the Night that inspires the Rising of the Sun... '

Wishing you and your darling a gently bright day. (Pat and Roger)

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Em… the time is 7:07 am … here in Fredericksburg, Virginia.. on the East Coast of the USA.. the Sky is a pale blue and the Rising of the Sun 🌞 is delayed by Clouds. Your words have flown over the Ocean to our Hamlet where Winter has covered the ground with Frost. We will Toast the New Day and sing 🎶 Hallelujah… softly, Pat

[emmajoygreen]

Hello, over there! Your latter words read like a wonderful celebration of - 'how lucky we are to have such bliss!'