A/N: This poem was actually written way back in the early autumn of 1996, but it only came to light a couple of weeks ago. I've spent a few days refining it, but in its essentials it's still the same piece I wrote way back then.


A perfect silence came to bear
The daylight to its grave;
I looked upon the last red rays
That glimmered on each wave.

I'd never known another world
So calm but oh, so cold.
Though evening yet was hale and young,
The day was bent and old.

Soft music now through twilight crept,
And sand between my toes.
I thought of life and love and joy;
My quiet heart it froze.