when sun polishes the floor,
lights the corners of the room,
my cat naps in its rays?
Only the book
I’m reading filling me with
the energy of another’s life,
and when I finally lay my head on my pillow,
soft sleep comes easily.
“The evening stands silent, listening to the murmurs of the night.”
~ Suman Pokhrel, Nepali poet
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