Twilight Wiles
The welkin spreads its twilight wiles,
Crepuscular crescent moon smiles,
As the setting sun says goodbye,
Salmon streaks the lazuline sky;
The orange ball of fire does sink,
And today, slowly, it turns pink,
Kaleidoscopic hues, they dye,
Salmon streaks the lazuline sky;
The moon enjoys this divine show,
And watches the horizon glow,
The Sol looks like a pumpkin pie,
Salmon streaks the lazuline sky;
God's masterpiece seen everyday,
Empyrean art on display,
As daylight darkens by and by,
Salmon streaks the lazuline sky.
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