My Senses Settle

In the evening.

Photograph thanks to Julie Beasley.

My senses settle in the evening
Soft sunlight before the day is done
Printed in pastels dappled in daydreams
Subtle hues left by remnants of the sun

In the autumn when leaves turn golden
And wood smoke drifts on the valley floor
White mists disappear into hollows
Nature taps quietly on winter’s door.