By Jane Tawel
July 8, 2022
Golden harvest has come due.
Evening sun commands the view.
Now the red-maned goddess flies,
‘cross the deepening gloaming skies.
Earth’s horizon sings Time’s song:
“Day is short, and night is long.”
Bast, the Lion Goddess comes.
Birds are stilled and people, mum.
Oh, the glory of the Sun,
as the day has come and gone.
And before the Night entombs,
the world’s on fire with Sunset’s bloom.
© Jane Tawel, 2022
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Jane, hope all is well with you and your family. Was this taken at Winona this year? Were you able to get a reunion there of your family? Jan and I did not go for a lake reunion this year, but we have been to Lake Norman twice this year to visit Brian and checking progress on a house we are buying out there. Brian, Maryan, Bob, Diane, John, Diane and Molly did view 4th of July fireworks on the lake from a boat, so it was a little like old times for them. Jan and I are going to Portland next week to see her brother (who lives there) and sister (who is also visiting).
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