AFRICAN SUNSET

A poem about an african sunset during Summer

A HOT AND HUMID DAY HESITANTLY PASSES BY
THE CHANGE IN THE TIME OF DAY IS APPARENT IN THE FADING BLUE SKY

THE WESTERN SKY SLOWLY LIGHTS UP IN A CRIMSON GLOW,
AS THE ORANGE BALL OF FIRE DESCENDS IN A MOTION SO SLOW

SITTING UNDER A THATCHED ROOF VERANDAH I SIT AND PONDER
WHILE LOOKING AT THE COWS SETTLING IN FOR THE DAY, IN THE MEADOWS YONDER

AND THE WILLOWS, WHISPERING THE DAY AWAY IN A GENTLE BREEZE
INEVITABLY, THIS START OF THE END OF DAY IS WELCOMED WITH A SENSE OF EASE

AS I TAKE IN THE SUBLIME AND SERENE BEAUTY OF AN AFRICAN SUNSET
IT IS A MOMENT IN TIME THAT REMAINS IN MY MIND FOR I WOULD NOT WANT TO FORGET