In the quiet hush of the evening’s embrace,
The sun descends with a golden grace,
Painting the sky with hues of fire,
A gentle whisper of day’s desire.

Crimson streaks dance across the vast expanse,
Casting shadows that twirl and prance,
The world pauses in a tranquil trance,
Enchanted by the sunset’s fleeting glance.

Oceans reflect the amber glow,
Waves whisper secrets only they know,
The horizon blurs in a tender flow,
As day bows to the night’s soft show.

Stars awaken in the fading light,
Guardians of dreams in the approaching night,
The sunset bids its tender adieu,
Leaving a promise of dawn anew.