Every living thing stops at that moment.

The moment that golden orb

Slowly slinks down

Beyond the horizon.

The moment the sky changes,

Azure to gold, gold to flame.

The moment the clouds gain life,

From heavenly white to gold,

Gold to amethyst, amethyst to rose quartz.

 

It is the time that determines

Whether you will sleep in comfort,

Waiting for a new day.

Whether you will wake in haste,

Experiencing the night life.

 

It is the time

When the day's stress ebbs away.

The time when you feel at peace.

 

It is the sunset

That brings change.

Change to you.

Change to nature.

 

It is the sunset

That brings everything to a stop.

A breathtaking view.

 

A beauty,

Created not by man's hand,

But by nature and time.

A beauty

That has yet to be tainted

By the desructors,

By man's hand.