They watched the sunset from a rocky cliff,
the wind rushing through their hair.
Pale reflections of the setting sun
danced upon the waves of the ocean,
so beautiful was the evening light.
They watched the sun sink without trace,
spilling its light into fathoms deep.
Folds of darkness rippled about them
like the cloak of a ghostly phantom,
So beautiful was the night.
(c) Darren Hawbrook