The sun was going down
The sky flushed and clear of clouds
The trees were silhouettes
Rising somber from the ground
A gold tint to the air
Brought a strange sense of unease
I got a sudden impulse
And I fell down to my knees
And for a moment there was stillness
As I stared down at the ground
Then all the pain that I'd been hoarding
Burst forth as anguished sound
The sky had shed its radiant colors
When I got back to my feet
I walked back through the door
No less incomplete