Sunset

Michael A. McGuire

The day was over.

All was finally quiet and at
peace with the world; as the Sun
burst into a thousand tranquil hues
of radiant streaks across the sky.

And the illuminated veil of dusk
swept across the fallen horizon;
ushering in a void of darkness...

...and a silence so sanctified, it
dare not be broken, till dawn graces
us with her presence once again.

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  • sorenbarrett

    A most beautiful poetic image painted in these words. Well done and a fave



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