Stitching Souls With Humble Earth - By Dan'l McIlhenny

Hasten up twilight 

Invite speechless nightfall in 

Wind wrap cool around us 

Let sunset please begin 

Sun the brightest, mighty one 

Must bid at last adieu  

Slow the glows 

Those pastel shows 

‘Tis dusk we seek again  

Above wooded mountain valley 

O’er crashing wave-strewn seas 

Across growing fields of sustenance 

Every living garden birth 

Stitching souls with humble Earth

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