so high above
unhindered view
to the world below.
this is where
i like to sit.
dusk is my most
frequented companion
she fails not
to stir within
deep tranquility and whimsical daydreams.
upon these cliffs
i watch before me
the most glorious cascade
of colors
bleeding, curling, weaving
with one another
as the blazing fire
descends.
oranges turn to pinks
yellows transform
to purples
and their welcoming arms
reach to touch
the corners of the world.
it's a rare thing of beauty
sitting out here
perched upon the cliffs.
o how i wish
i could box it up
so that you may open
and the bursting
sea breeze and candy coated
horizon
will allure your spirit
into dusk's
sweet tranquility.
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