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ADIRONDACK EVENING, by                    
First Line: Behind the olive hills, the day fires wane
Last Line: The peace we left, and whither we return.
Subject(s): Adirondack Mountains, New York; Evening; Sunset; Twilight


Behind the olive hills, the day fires wane
To yellow. Darkness rises from the day;
The purple wavelets chase the light away;
And time returns to silent night again.
The listening shadows of the forest kneel
In dark arcades. Along the aisles a thrush,
The lonely acolyte of evening's hush,
Jingles his chimes upon a silver wheel.

In floods of silent incense, Beauty's breath,
Warm mist against the chill of evening flows,
While thought and passion smoulder to repose,
Quenched in the truth of love and life and death:
Mind finds the rest that homing spirits learn,
The peace we left, and whither we return.





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