The sun of my day is collapsing into embers;
Shadows creep down the mountainside.
I know that there is peace in the valley
Below, so I will rest, enwrapped in
That comforting blanket of Love.
Shed the cares of the day my
Friends, and let the dim,
Restful solitude of the
Night embrace you,
As you slide off to
Sleep, perhaps,
To Dream.
