In twilight's hush, the dunes repose,
A canvas of tranquility it chose.
The sun, a painter in the western sky,
Brushes hues of calm, as day says goodbye.
Silent footsteps on the sandy crest,
Where shadows play, the sun's request.
A hunter soars, in quiet grace,
Nature's ballet in this tranquil space.
Mountains whisper, the sky aglow,
A symphony of peace begins to grow.
In the canvas of quiet and hues so mild,
Nature paints serenity, like a tranquil child.
 
Inspired by art of Kristina Brilkova