Dusk falls like a curtain
At the ending of the day.
The sun is slowly sinking,
As night is on its way.

The wind sighs in the trees
As birds take homeward flight,
And God seems so much closer,
When day has turned to night.

There is a sense of stillness
As the stars begin to shine,
A feeling deep within one,
That brings a peace Divine.

As we reflect upon God's love
Our fears all fade away.
We feel Him still beside us
When tired eyes close to the day.

© 2003  Marian Jones
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