Sunset

The last ray of Hope..
The last whiff of the Sun’s pure light
The last apparition of warmth
The final, swiftly fading moments before the Night.
The Cold, Unrelenting Night.

An apex of the Sun’s Beauty
Without its harsh Light
Without its scorching Heat
However containing all
All that Light
All that Warmth
In One Deep Red brush stroke
Upon the Black Canvas we call Sky.

All is dark
Coldness falls, Beasts of the Dark awaken
They await me.. to pounce..
to Kill….
But they are held back by the last remaining Light
The Sunset..
You.

November 10, 2011