An Hymn to the Evening
An Hymn to the Evening
“Soon as the sun forsook the eastern main
The pealing thunder shook the heav’nly plain;
Majestic grandeur! From the zephyr’s wing,
Exhales the incense of the blooming spring,
Soft purl the streams, the birds renew their notes,
And through the air their mingled music floats….” Phillis Wheatley (An Hymn to the Evening) #AIart #Midjourney7 #Poetry
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