As the sun dips low, the sky ignites,
A canvas painted with hues so bright,
The golden embrace of day’s end,
Bids adieu as night begins to descend.

Waves whisper secrets to the shore,
As twilight hues begin to pour,
A symphony of colors, bold and grand,
Cradling the world in its gentle hand.

Shadows stretch and stars emerge,
In the distance, a calming surge,
The horizon blushes in soft delight,
As day surrenders to the night.

In that fleeting moment, pure and true,
The sunset bids a fond adieu,
A promise of dawn, fresh and new,
Wrapped in the twilight’s golden hue.