Below is a small acrostic piece – a few lines arranged to catch the essence of the moment, a kind of epitome distilled from the fading light.
As the golden eye strained to feel the light, twilight gathered what the day left behind
Our DATE with Destiny
Deep behind twilight’s hessian sky
And down below the auburn horizon
There resides life’s golden eye
Ethereally aware of Earth’s dying oceans
As the world wilts under the strain
Do we hold the weight of what remains?
As the light settles – for the feelings that linger after the day is done, here is the song that holds them.
Ivor Steven © June 2026
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