I watch the sunset as the day turns night
with colors of the palette all aglow,
the western sky is filled with fading light;
peace fills my soul as darkness starts to grow.
While sitting on the porch of our chateau
the sky erupts with color, what a sight!
Each evening a unique, distinctive show;
I watch the sunset as the day turns night.
A canvas splashed with brush strokes bold and bright,
impressions of a painting by Van Gogh;
the purple hues and rich red veins ignite
with colors of the palette all aglow!
Rubescent waves of color ebb and flow
from brilliant flash to soft pastel delight;
and as the colors brush the wide plateau
the western sky is filled with fading light.
Too soon the shadows fill the earth, despite
my yearning for an everlasting glow;
and when the fading light is—oh, so ever slight,
peace fills my soul as darkness starts to grow.
This nightly show for us is apropos.
what started with a bold and frenzied flight,
has grown more rich, yet subtler as we go;
and when I want to feel your love tonight,
I watch the sunset.
© 2015 R. Mark Vincent