The soft sence of peace, the scene of a descending sun.
A sunset signifies an end,
Yet also a beginning -
New start, new change, new opportunity.
Gaze upon the sky spread before you like a canvas,
Watch as tinges of every colour paint themselves across it,
Each day a new masterpiece of new colour and new hope.
Soft watercolours of scarlet, rusty orange, deep indigo, a new scene of enchanting allure.
Each halflight becoming a scene of soft dusk,
Illumination via the stars sprinkled across like tiny opals,
The moon reflecting gentle beams of an eerie, pale light.
Beautiful, yet only ever reminded me of you.