Sky in afternoon's fire <br />The faraway horizon gown, <br />With longings and desire <br />In sun settling crown; <br />Your love is there still <br />With promises for days, <br />That your dreams must fulfill <br />In its many turning ways. <br /> <br />The dusk is later on <br />With starry light so dim, <br />And all will then be gone <br />Like a diminishing whim; <br />Its dream is to be told <br />In the thoughts that come, <br />For reality grows old <br />Like thoughts are to some. <br /> <br />What causes you pain <br />Let not distress your being, <br />For such things are of vain <br />And not worth of seeing; <br />There is a catch to win <br />With every promises to fulfill, <br />Perhaps a line so thin <br />Or another step to a hill.<br /><br />Peter S. Quinn<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sky-in-afternoon-s-fire-from-rhythmicon-50-lead-sheets-with-poems/
