Sunday, August 3, 2014

Sunset

A touch of heaven's golden sheen glows across the sky; celestial treasure and richness; unadulterated beauty; casting its shimmering rays in dazzling sparkles across the water to dance atop the waves. It is golden, perfect fire, fleeting, only a taste, before silver dots the darkening sky to take its place. The glow remains long after the fire has gone, taunting, teasing, the aftertaste of incomparable, stunning nature.

No comments:

Post a Comment