No, it is not sadness.

It is just Silence
That the mind favours now.
No, it is not sadness
It is just a pause in my breathe.

This life bestowed by Lord
Well, it is not so strange.
But pray - for it to not be too much to bear
Ah! But still, it seems,
This life is an excess
No, it is not sadness.

I could have selected
The Dawn, the Night
Or even the high noon of mid-day
Yet, I chose the Dusk
No, it is not sadness.

Ah! That tale
That overbearing tale of my life
That was once narrated by me
I had written it myself.
But today
I am hearing it, once again
No, it is not sadness.