Air the colour of earth
Ochre dusk
Desert meeting ocean
A time of Mercy
A quenching
And a going Home
The Bed of Consolation
Awaits day’s end
And end of days
But still there is
A Journey
Another hill and valley
Another sky and sea
Another road
To be traversed
Before the Night of Sleep
There is an Evening of Reflection
Before laying down
My tried and tested Body
Wearied Mind
My Restless Soul
Must wait with memory
As companion
And be assessed by Love
Before the Time of Rest
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