In the quiet embrace of dusk,
Colors dance in whispered hues,
Golden light fades to crimson blush,
As dreams awaken in the twilight’s muse.

Gentle waves of fading light,
Paint stories across the endless sky,
A symphony of day and night,
Where time pauses, letting spirits fly.

The sun dips low, a fleeting crown,
Casting shadows long and deep,
Nature’s canvas of red and brown,
Where secrets of the evening sleep.

In the heart of the setting sun,
Hope and wonder softly blend,
A promise of tomorrow spun,
In the colors that never truly end.