At Evening

I sat staring at the water
Watching the evening sun
Its colors beginning to fade
Trying to relax and not think
Darkness falls
As I set and reflect on the day
I lose myself in thoughts
Unaware of others around me
Though tired and worn out
I feel myself relaxing
As I watch the water
Ripple to the shore and out again
I hear a bird over head
Heading to its evening retreat
I see the trees swaying
Causing shadows on the lake
The clouds seem to be standing still
Soft and fluffy against the evening sky
I hear laughter from children
Footsteps on the graveled roadway
A fish jumps in the water
Catching one last insect to eat
I quietly sing an evening prayer
Softly so I won't disturb the tranquility
Then I notice others around me
Their voices joining in worship
What a way to end a beautiful day
In praise to our Savior

Georgia Gill-Elkins 2003
January 6, 2003