Treasure Of One Moment
When the light fades gently upon the end of day
the sun hangs so still, it appears made of clay
Treasuring each moment draped in sunset's glow
I linger like the rustling whispers of a quiet bay !
When peaceful grace of evening suddenly descends
illumined by its radiance, I'll soothingly transcend
Entering realms of soul and heart
I'll enter in its chamber just like a work of art
When mother nature finally comes to greet me
I will seize this Sacred moment an consider myself free
Rising like the eagle, I will soar across the sky
with everlasting breath until I finally cross the sea.
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