in the heat of the evening

this five o'clock sun is relentless
though its rays belong more to the horizon
than the sky it heats my skin quickly
yet I embrace it
a gentle breeze comes at even's cusp
tempering the dying solar flames
this ending mix of pleasure and pain
then I pause awhile
another day is over and I cannot retreat
I walked and talked with choices every hour
words and deeds I cannot erase nor relive
but I can pray
let this my evensong be as the night comes
I may grow and be tomorrow newer still
the mercies fresh with the rising sun
and I will glory
my soul is one day closer to my Maker
Who loves me past my understanding
He who makes all new will daily with me be
so I can hope