As Sets the Sun

As warmth and daylight fade and slip away,
The vacuum dusk engulfing fast the light,
The sun, constrained, meand'ring out of sight,
We grasp then an ephem'ral, dying ray,
And shadows cast in begging it to stay;
For dusk seems darker than the coming night,
As dark unknowns do fill our souls with fright
And make us ask if e'er will dawn the day. 
Yet as the pressing night is coming on,
We see the greatest light that we have yet:
We realize then how much will soon be gone,
And never more appreciate the sun
Then as 't in blazing, glorious clouds does set--
And still despite the night will come the dawn. 

Sidestep in Sashays

As we walk each alone upon this Earth,
We pass by others, yet avoid their gaze;
We take wide steps, we give these strangers girth;
With eyes looked down, we sidestep in sashays. 
Within this shifting mass of strangers' breaths,
We find it hard to share a kindly smile;
It seems we can't our reticence arrest,
For fear we won't receive reciprocal.
Despite our headlong steps amidst the crowd,
We see a smiling eye that calls to us,
That cuts across this callous, heavy cloud,
And fills us with a warming, flutt'ring rush. 
We fly to those who, mid this human gloom,
In smiling, laughing beauty shine and bloom.