The Dusk Of The Evening

Alone in the dusk of the evening
As moonlight spills over the hill.
As it shows through the elms
The light overwhelms
And splashes the ground in the still.

The air all about feels so soothing
It kisses my face, drifting by.
And in spite of a storm
The night is quite warm
And the dank of the day is now dry.

The noise of the silence deceives me
I listen to something I know.
A half beat apart
The pulse of my heart
Has fainted to andante slow.

Alone in a countryside churchyard
I, 'twixt the ghosts of the past.
I search for a while
Yet forefeel myself smile
Now, as I find her at last.

I kneel in the moonlight of evening
Where soblets, like diamonds, blaze bright.
As sparkles they make,
As memories awake,
Here in the dusk of the night.