In the heart of dusk, where the sky meets the land,
Lies a golden horizon, painted by a celestial hand.
Rays of sunlight dance, casting shadows long and deep,
Whispering secrets of dreams, where our souls softly weep.
Golden threads weave through the twilightâs embrace,
As stars emerge, silent witnesses to timeâs gentle pace.
The world bathes in an amber glow, serene and so grand,
Holding promises of tomorrow in its delicate command.
The nightâs velvet cloak, adorned with specks of light,
Drapes over the earth, a testament to the eternal fight.
Between darkness and dawn, a never-ending quest,
Where golden moments linger, in the heartâs deepest rest.
As the sun bids adieu, sinking into the seaâs gentle fold,
We are reminded of the beauty, in the stories untold.
In the silence of the night, dreams take their flight,
Guided by the golden horizon, into the infinite light.