Tuesday, April 22, 2008

SUNSET: SPLENDOR OF ENDED DAY










SPLENDOR of ended day, floating and filling me!

Hour prophetic—hour resuming the past!

Inflating my throat—you, divine average!

You, Earth and Life, till the last ray gleams, I sing. (...)

Walt Whitman (1819–1892). Leaves of Grass. 1900. Song at Sunset.








Photos taken by myself.

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