The Beach Sunset

Sitting in the spectacular shingle beach, While the waves in the seemingly endless sea gives its speech, And the winds smoothly whispering in my ears, As it plays with my once kempt hairs. The salty lips of the sea kisses the sand roughly, Swirling and whirling as the tide changes freely, The sun, in a fiery orb’s move is deft, Slowly setting and there are a few swallows left. The sky consists of an assortment of shades, A blend of reds, oranges and yellows, The humming waters dexterously reflecting this effect, As the sun looks like it is receding into the water sect. The contrast created between dark waters, And the kaleidoscopic luminous skies, Makes the semi spherical horizon look like two meeting worlds, The known and the unknown creations.