As the sun dips below the velvet line,
A canvas unfolds, painted with fire,
Hues of orange, pink, and gold entwine,
A fleeting masterpiece, rising ever higher.

The sea reflects this fiery glow,
Waves whisper secrets to the shore,
In this serene, ethereal show,
We find a peace we’ve longed for.

Shadows stretch, dancing with grace,
As night prepares its gentle shroud,
Stars awaken, taking their place,
In the vast and silent, starlit crowd.

Yet in this tranquil, fading light,
Hope rests in the heart of day,
Promising dawn’s warm, gentle sight,
As dreams in twilight softly sway.