About the Poem
Nature can provide the requisite backdrop for a prodigious dusk, and the dawn of a new drama in one's life.
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The Distant Horizon
The shoreline meandered serpentine-like
both north and south for mile upon endless mile.
The salient blue- green tide ebbed its way slowly homeward,
once again to embrace its misguided brethren.
The sea lanes were void of any and all seagoing traffic
as far as the eye could see.
The sky’s intermittent clouds wispily journeyed off towards a new night.
The sea sparkled with glee as the setting sun
cast the last remnants of its mitigated strength.
The compacted sand glistened golden,
gently cooled by the descending sun.
The damp sand provided solace to our bare feet.
The strand hinted of seclusion as we grinned with delight,
at presently, being its only welcomed guests.
We sat down, and nestled close to one another,
as a gentle breeze whispered by.
Our eyes espied in unison as the slow descent
of one of nature’s greatest wonders took place.
The giant orange orb slowly faded into the distant horizon,
leaving behind a trail of vibrant colors,
each both glorious and vivid in its own respect.
Our eyes remained motionlessly ahead
as we beheld in awe the resplendent panorama around us.
We toasted to our serendipity,
and hoped to hold this exact moment forever.
One so very dear to our hearts.
As the sun set far off to the west, we gently embraced,
and held one another very close as a gentle chill came upon us.
As dusk enshrouded our environs,
we took comfort in knowing that our time together had just begun,
a time that would shine as brightly as the stage we just witnessed.