Day’s end drifts into the night,
clouds up high yet burning bright.
Breezes whisper peace be still,
Living gently with the flow of life.
Sunsets always kiss the day –
beauty’s brush of joy in play.
Then the silken night envelopes
bringing dreams to dance and say:
“Each event within your journey,
shapes an effervescent theme.
Delight is crafted through the process,
that ferments the sour into wine.”
Author – Bill Tidsbury