The paint slowly drips across the sky
in colours of soft peach, and orange 
melting in with the blue of the day 
and the radiant gold of the setting sun.

The silent whisper of the night
begins to creep over the land as
a soft breeze curls around the trees 
and settles in to sleep.

A breathless sense of peace 
invades the mind and soothes the soul
and for a few blissful seconds
there is nothing better than this. 



                 december 2002