Lying on a beach in silence <br />Watching the setting sun as <br />Shades of orange and red <br />Flash across the grey skies <br />Which grow darker as the fire ball <br />Touches the horizon <br />And gently disappears behind it <br />The village musician <br />Captures the moment <br />On his flute and the air is soon <br />Filled with a soft melody <br />That transports <br />The listeners on the ground <br />Into a whole new world <br />Of peace and harmony <br />All earthly worries and troubles <br />Are absorbed by the sands <br />And washed away by <br />The waves lashing the shore <br />With a steady rhythm in tune with <br />The musicians flute <br />The stars make an appearance <br />As the skies get blacker and <br />Twilight turns to night<br /><br />Sandra Martyres<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/twilight-70/
