The purple sky,
Leans eastward,
Converging with,
Evening's light.
The scent of jasmines,
Drift inward,
Slowly pulling,
In the night.
I watch,
The peaceful sunset,
Beneath the,
Spontaneous skies.
I fall into,
The silence,
As evening,
Slowly dies.
The dissolution,
Of distance,
Shines with,
The vanishing bright.
In the dusk,
Of evening's shadows,
By four movements,
Of twilight.
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