If the day is done,
if birds sing no more,
if the wind has flagged tired,
then draw the veil of darkness thick upon me,
even as thou hast wrapt the earth with the coverlet of sleep
and tenderly closed the petals of the drooping lotus at dusk.
From the traveler,
whose sack of provisions is empty before the voyage is ended,
whose garment is torn and dust-laden,
whose strength is exhausted,
remove shame and poverty,
and renew his life like a flower under the cover of thy kindly night.
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This seems to be sort of an excerpt to me. As if it was pulled or quoted from a bigger piece, longer piece. Tho, it could just be of its own accord - which I am sure.
It is philisophical, and I read that, and I can see the visual in that. A few good lines, quotable.
A good piece that is written by the author.
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The night time does bring a change. Man and nature rest to be ready for the morning light.
Great work.
Sam
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