As the sun dips low, the sky adorned,
In hues of pink and purple, nature's yearned.
A gentle glow on grass and earth,
Where the day's last light does softly birth.

The clouds, like brushstrokes of an artist's hand,
Create a masterpiece across the land.
In this tranquil scene, where time stands still,
The heart finds peace, as day bids adieu to hill.