When the spent sun throws up its rays on cloud
And goes down burning into the gulf below,
No voice in nature is heard to cry aloud
At what has happened. Birds, at least, must know
It is the change to darkness in the sky.
Murmuring something quiet in its breast,
One bird begins to close a faded eye;
Or overtaken too far from its nest,
Hurrying low above the grove, some waif
Swoops just in time to his remembered tree.
At most he thinks or twitters softly, “Safe!
Now let the night be dark for all of me.
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Let the night be too dark for me to see
Into the future.
Let what will be be.
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Quotation from Friedrich Nietzsche "He who wrestles long with monsters should beware lest he himself become a monster. And if you gaze long into an abyss, the abyss also gazes into you. Man is not destroyed by suffering, but by the meaning he makes of it."
By LUCCIAN LAYTH7 days ago in Critique
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beautiful.
Wow
The sun sets and disappears into the gulf, leaving no voice in nature to cry. Birds, however, know the change to darkness in the sky. Some birds close their faded eyes or overtake from their nest, while others think or tweet, "Safe!" This is my favorite poem; it is so motivating and encouraging at the same time. You painted nature and wild-birds to encouragement. This is very powerful, Dr. Jay.
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