As the sun dips low, the sky ignites,
A canvas of hues in reds and gold,
The sea below mirrors the light,
With stories of wonders yet untold.
Waves whisper secrets to the shore,
Carried by the twilight breeze,
Each ripple a tale of yore,
Gently swaying with such ease.
The horizon blurs in a warm embrace,
Where the sky meets the sea,
In this fleeting, tranquil space,
Souls find a moment to be free.
Night approaches with a silent grace,
Stars begin their gentle rise,
Yet the sunset leaves a trace,
Of beauty seen through weary eyes.