The sun is setting ,
in the crimson sky,
Bidding the world,
a fiery goodbye.
It captures the minds,
of the young and the old,
Such is the magic,
of the orb of gold.
It could be an arch,
of seven colours,
or a radiant tree,
with blooming flowers.
Maybe a seagull landing,
on the placid ocean,
and a toddlers awe,
at seeing the setting sun.
The sights take our sorrow away,
making every trouble a distant memory,
Such is the wonderful magic,
of the creators artistry.
Seeing the beautiful images,
painted by the Divine one.
I consider myself ever so fortunate,
to be just one of his numerous creations.
-Pranay Rao
http://pranayrao.blogspot.com/2004/10/blog-post.html
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