In the embrace of twilight’s gentle hand,
The sun descends in a golden hue,
A canvas painted by time’s command,
Where day and night in silence renew.

Crimson and amber dance on the sea,
Waves whisper secrets of ebbing light,
A moment caught between what is and will be,
As shadows stretch to greet the night.

Mountains wear crowns of fleeting gold,
Their peaks kissed by the sun’s last breath,
In this serene scene, stories untold,
Nature weaves tales of life and death.

As stars awaken in the velvet sky,
The sun’s farewell, a gentle sigh,
Promises of dawn linger nearby,
In the heart where dreams quietly lie.