Look up at the skies above as they eclipse the cutting expanse rendering red even the faintest shadow during the onset of twilight's farewell, You can see that tranquil scene of reds and oranges. But this beautiful vantage point is fueled by an eternal sentiment a passionate lovers embrace, the shadow of god kissing the boundaries of infinity— Dawning omnipresent Change.
The true nature of existence lies within the love that curses us all, look any where around and you will see beauty, colors blended in a way that ignites the fire within each of us, Love knows no fatigue as with every kiss and hug there is spring within.
But as time moves forward so shall this snap in time, that ember of passion cloaked in an amber hue shall transform to heavy fanged haze. Just like love, the beauty behind the skies is never constant as with its colors it shall fade but they will forever serve as reminder of hope and desire.
As the endless horizon rips open within its embrace lie the comforting warmth of hidden lovers as they whisper suppliant words drenched in desire, every part of their existence praying for this image to remain forever, an image in which some lost soul can only dream as it reminds us of the beauty of sultry love.
"Bright star, would I were steadfast as thou art"
realised Keats, and the sunset seems to tell in return that they are, which is rather remarkable -
a threshold site where night and day met,
an ideal stratum forgotten, but pregnant with the delightful promise of unending union.
The second last rays of the sun, diaphanous and still,
spread bared across the land,
a calar in the mind that seems to feel.
The aptly named twilight shimmer of sunset's last rays is ethereal and gentle. The light touches the ground and ushers forth an unheard song that fills the entire being. Tenderness and warmth prefer these hearts and blends them together through harmonious melodies. The tender and warm hands of time draws back the curtains of sky for the people below but tends to stretch the shadows of human figures. As such the lyrical compositions of unseen hopes begins to assault the lovers residing in reverie. Time dances around the lovers and mutes their words whilst enduring their souls with a different kind of warmth and hope as they seek the divine embrace. Covering themselves in silence but having so much to say. Time begins to alter from gravity, while forming into a young angel, radiating warmth and love. Seemingly unmindful of the barriers between one and the other in their true essence. Gazing above, the first star gently whispering its secrets indicates the reveal of earth's long awaited saviors, with the departure of the sun. Covered in glow, they seem to have gained their confidence and strength. For once they were afraid to embrace the warmth of the moon. There is endless love hidden in the stars, all one has to do is look attentively. But what one didn't realize was that the love was already tattooed on their soul, molded into one with the universe. Then slowly it all began to make sense, they weren't simply a map of the universe, instead they held deeper meaning to the universe. Finally the pieces fit as the blazing pink sky became an emblem of love. Love knew no bounds, it was never meant to be confined. For both the sky and love are limitless.