José Carlos Solimeo on Murals with the Arma Chri…
Before the hour of dusk is there The sun on olden slabs does fall The feet that polished, may they all In Heaven walk, with Angels share
The light at sunset falls in love it doesn’t shine mere from above it’s close to things and does caress is on a par and wants to bless
The light before it ends so fast long shadows on the floor will cast. A spider’s web will catch a ray the last one of this sunny day.