Looking down the sloping hills
A most perfect vantage point
Draws me to this wondrous spectacle
A nightly show
Between golden rays and umber hues
A splatter of brilliant blues
A perfect crescendo
That lies beyond the crashing waves
That seem to salute farewell
In unison
As traffic lulls and people stop to glance
We cannot look away
All submit to this quiet slumber
Transfixed by an energy force
That invites us to this special place
That lies beyond the horizon
Picturesque this line so straight
One has no choice but to imagine
An alluring palace
Where the sun sleeps
Under blankets of golden shadows
The scene is set
This magical array
That takes place precisely
At this time each day
As this fiery ball
So brilliant and strong
Slips down submits
To the horizon
This majestic lifeline
Calls upon us to say goodnight
We bid farewell knowing
It will return tomorrow
This promise that sustains
Warmth and daylight
Fulfills our needs
Rests beyond the dark blue sea
So constant
Close yet, far away
So very necessary
Embers a burning flame
A force of life that never dies
As we say our goodbyes
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