QUIET-COLORED END
When the quiet-colored end of evening
Rolls its quiet curtain down,
Nothing can eclipse the splendor
Of its quiet-colored song.
When the quiet-colored end of evening
Steps up to the dusky sky,
Everything is still in silence,
Even wind will stop her sigh.
When the quiet-colored end of evening
Finally leaves to sleep her dreams,
Sunlight dances to her spot,
Reveals all but leaves nothing to appear
As it seems.
---Rubie