The Last Moment
by Anna Nathanson

I try to cling to the last flash of brilliant color
The setting gold on the mountainís edge
I relish all the beauty
As the last delicate shaft of light disappears into the sea of night
The final moment of its glory
The astounding radiance it throws about
The way the light plays on your face
And it glows around you like an angelís halo
But, alas
The moment has flown into the night
As the moon and its twinkling servants fill the night sky
My eyes ache to see the setting golden circle of light once more
But, oh
It is a wonderful sorrow!
For now my heart and eyes can think

Of the sunís tomorrow

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Poem Copyright © 2003 by Anna Nathanson


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