Dusk 'N' Dawn

Shades of orange and black, Lustre they do not lack, Along the horizon they meet, Parting their way, twilight they greet. On the aisle, they are a painter’s dream, Their beautiful presentation reflects a sparkling beam, Nature’s own color they are, They are the healers of all scar. They bring with them the brightest day, Also deep within them darkness lay, They give a dying man the final moments to live, To a new born, a refreshing new day they give, They are the messengers of a starry night and a bright day on the heavenly lawn, They are none other than Dusk ‘n’ Dawn.