It was a beautiful evening, quiet and free. The breeze blew our soft bodies, singing softly, and we traveled leisurely all the way. At sunset, dark red clouds in the sky reflected on the water, dyeing the river into rose color. At this moment, let go of everything and just lightly appreciate your own stability and indifference. The tranquility of sunset is like a beam of starlight, which makes people feel lonely and peaceful. Dusk should not represent sadness. I love dusk and its light, which is soft and full of hope.
It is a beautiful evening, calm and free,
It is a beautiful evening, quiet, free;
The holy time is quiet as a Nun
Holy time, as quiet as a nun,
Breathless with adoration; the broad sun
Breathlessly worshiping and praising; the broad sun
Is sinking down in its tranquility;
Is sinking down in its tranquility;
The gentleness of heaven broods o'er the Sea:
The peace and mercy of heaven reign over the sea:
Listen! the mighty Being is awake,
Listen! The great life has awakened,
And doth with his eternal motion make
A sound like thunder - everlastingly.
The sound of thunder—unchanged forever.
Dear child! dear Girl! that walkest with me here,
The child who walks with me, dear girl!
If thou appear untouched by solemn thought,
If thou appear untouched by solemn thought,
Thy nature is not therefore less divine:
>Your nature is not less noble because of this:
Thou liest in Abraham's bosom all the year,
And worshipp'st at the Temple's inner shrine,
You worship, praise, in the inner shrine of the temple,
God being with thee when we know it not.
God is by your side, but we don’t know it.