Sunset Symphony

It comes...
every evening
without fanfare or drums
it comes...

it comes softly as a lullaby
beginning with a golden glow
encircling a cloud...
and then the glow begins to grow...
pinks and violets fill the sky
a ball of orange delights the eye
then cymbals crash, the trumpets blare
a symphony has filled the air,
a silent symphony!
Applause! Applause!
a spectacular show!
then the ball of orange, ablaze, aglow,
sinks slowly out of sight...

God has tucked away a day
and ushered in the night!
(Alice Joyce Davidson)

I love a good sunset and last nights (Jan. 9th) was no exception!