Sunset Swing

Thank you Abigail Rhoeas for the inspiration for this poem.

Photo credit: Shuvrasankha Paul

Shadows frolic under the awakening eve like a flowing spiral string.
Unprecedented beautiful oranges, pinks, yellows, and reds paint the sky making the clouds sing. 
Nocturnal creatures sit patiently in awe of the breathtaking view while the church bells ring.
Stars at twilight softly morph before our eyes from standing still to twinkling. 
Extravagant plateaus shimmer reflecting the mountains surrounding Beijing.
Tranquil warm breezes instantly refresh while camera lenses are shuttering. 
Surreal scenery sits in stillness now anchoring. 
Waterfalls of light vividness and intense saturation come together in a wellspring.
Illuminating glows of brightness bounce off the twitching leaves with the creek trickling.
Nightfall felt on the skin is just the cooler wind gently tickling. 
Green pastures rest below while gliding through the air on my peaceful sunset swing. 

𝕬𝖇𝖎𝖌𝖆𝖎𝖑 𝕽𝖍𝖔𝖊𝖆𝖘

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