Sunset To Sunrise

I have to write of the Cape’s evening skies Of apricot seas and swooping gull’s cries, Light fading from gold to deep blue, bit by bit - Table Mountains silhouette, hauntingly backlit By hidden spotlights far above the town line - The warm smell of fynbos, of kelp and of vine. Silver moon pathways across the sea, starlit skies A shimmering chorus of crickets’ cries The sudden “chuck-chuck” of a guinea fowl’s warning - The earth wheeling silently on her course toward morning.