A Desert Sunset

A pink sky surrenders as the sun sinks in the west, Rays of light burst the clouds and over a mountain crest The sunset lingers and is cast with beauty abound. A portrait in color, scattered over a desert of tan and brown. The yelp of a coyote and the call of a desert quail, Breaks the sound of silence as evening draws its vale. The sun, ever sinking as darkness appears on the desert floor. Soon to devour the light and the night wins once more.