Sunset

When the sun sinks low to kiss the hills,
And the world is wrapped in twilight’s thrill;
The sky ignites in a blaze of hue,
As potential day gives way to night anew.

Golden rays spill across the land,
Painting portraits of shadows so grand;
And whispers of nature, soft as a sigh,
Take wing to dance in the canvas of sky.

Each moment fleeting, yet forever stored,
In the heart of the earth, where her beauty is poured;
So let us linger as day bids adieu,
And embrace the magic life offers anew.

• E J Brady