Last Light

The sun bows behind the mountain’s edge,

and the sky burns with one final breath of gold.

Upon the lake, the light slowly unravels,

like a thought lingering between two worlds.

The rocks remain, silent keepers of the dusk,

while the water scarcely breathes,

offering the evening its quiet reflection.

All dissolves into a fragile peace,

where even time forgets to move.

Done