Reverence of a Texas Sky

Waves of pale blue wafted through the quilted Texas sky Highlighting the tangerines and lavenders of the evening Grandpa’s old windmill looked picturesque in the distance Sundown believes in imagination, adoration and fantasy I stared into the ribboned distance, wondering if the trees suspected They had an essential part in the mystique of the moment Birds were reverent, none of them flew through the backdrop My camera captured the night’s beauty, but not her silent ambiance