i've witnessed thousands of sunsets
in my time on this silly globe
each as majestic as the first one i can remember
and every single one of them as beautiful as the last
mother nature has seen fit to bless me
with sights of magnificence to behold
i've seen a thousand shades
her evening reds, vermilions, burgundies and rose
her cold greys
her callous blues as well
as each evening draws to a close
she tries to outdo herself every time
from a deep barn red to a soft grey pink
as far as the eye can see
using the trees like a feather boa
she switches and changes, dazzle’s and razzle’s
her lush lines lengthen in the waning light
she splashes above an usher to many nights
she slowly secedes her dazzling show
and yields by degrees to an eye watering visage
the slow teasing of dusk behind
an incremental gradient of the soft evening hues
this is her way of the ending day
and in doing so ever so slowly reveals
a tapestry
a million winking stars above
upon a field of blackening sky
bold pale bare and cold
as cold as the space between us
as old as the face we see in us
from horizon to horizon
my vision my reality
my gaze my awe
eternity to eternity in the blink of an eye
an echo a heartbeat
and in this promise of perpetuity
another tomorrow is but a dawn away
About the Creator
Brenton F
Poetry is when an emotion has found its thoughts and the thought has found words - Robert Frost
A. Old enough to know better and young enough to do it again
S. M
L. Eastern Melbourne, Australia
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Comments (2)
Beautiful
Nice piece 💜