And now the sun seems as a sunflower of living flame caught in a sky of limpid azure coolness; flocks of white gulls sky-dance above shimmering horizons of forever and the sea reflects it faithfully, in ripples of sparkling fire.
And now the sun sets like a pearl in a veil of moonbeams, cloud-spun swathes of gossamer form her mantle; Streaks of dove-grey cirrus glide slowly over skylines of umber as sky fades to sea in a seamless turquoise haze.