CALL ME BELOVED

the sun sets over the rooftops and burns the sky orange,
I feel the earth warming – the light brilliant on my skin.
the evening comes on peacefully, bathing the room in
a more serene kind of atmosphere, and I listen to the quiet
that settles in the hallway, all the corners of the room.
there are no whispers, no secrets to make waves, nothing
to unsettle the silence. the evening comes on peacefully,
and I welcome it.