Watching clouds being darkened in shadows, penetrating the sky
where the sun is now setting, saying good night to everyone
on earth.
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'Of the divine lingering in our minds, spirituality, faithful spirits' admire how u mention n phrase that poetess. Kudos for a poem awesome in reflection and imagery too. Nice to read from your pen again, hope u read my latest too, tiled riverbank
Your poem tenderly traces the way to spiritual peace by way of nature appreciation. It is open to the miraculous good in nature that makes the spirit pure and whole. There is not just spiritual peace at the end, but also the readiness to do whatever comes next. It's all expressed in the most ele, emta; language, never calling attention to itself, but being the vehicle to the higher truth.