The twilight dim, will fade away 

                       Break into dusk and end this day

                     for all that's born; will meet an end 

                And for all that's rendered; there is no amend 

                                       

                      The spell of bliss reigns not long.

                   The sighs of grief then echo their song; 

             and into the wilderness, within the melancholy strain

                   will rapture lose it's trail and fade again.

                                       

                    That all will fade, the world will behold 

                       Will cease to exist, it is foretold

                      The last breath of life will exhale;

                     fade into the breeze and end it's tale!

---

Poetry

Classic Collection

---

INDOlink, GENIUS, and their respective logos are trademarks of GENIUS Technologies, Inc.