Dusk

Neither day nor night
Neither dark nor light
You fill me with thought,
Thought provoking dusk.
Mere men look fainting
Reflecting the imperfect being.
Lost something in existing
Nothing but the life in living.
Thou art greater than both,
Day and night meeteth.
Little do we understand
What you are- your colour
The most we are convinced
You are colourless, creedless.
You are the antithesis of Dawn
Delighting us with a down
Of the man’s morn-Childish
Belief "I am all."
(Don't be so proud
If dusk comes, can dawn be far behind?)