Late Afternoon

I will be going my way Thru the haze of the morrow In vast of a shattered day With nothing to borrow Singing song of my heart That have been build on love Every beat that will start Full in aspirations of Times are trying every wish That has come to my while Of its exotic novel dish In each contemporary style Thru the dance of the light That yesterday has gone Till the morning new bright To carry its future on Like haze in wild distress Thru night of its giving With shadows mist caress That in twilight’s now living Every hour that is build Thru the distances of hope And like cobblestones tiled When gleam starts to elope I will be going my way Thru the haze of the morrow In vast of a shattered day With nothing to borrow For the test of confusion As clouds dance in trials With the hours to erosion And longing of its whiles