In an evening stillness, the river reflects the sky’s blush, as twilight reigns in its soft crown, wearing the colors of a lover’s heart.
Cicadas serenade the dusk, their melodies rising, like smoke from a forgotten fire, and the world pauses, cradled in this tranquil moment.
Moonlight weaves through branches, illuminating the path, as shadows dance to the rhythm of Nature’s lullaby.
- Ayi Kwei Armah