Saluting the sun as it goes to sleep,
the world goes quiet and we stand in awe.
The splendour of the lonely witness and the mass stands united,
the lights switch on as darkness gives in.
Fisherman dreaming, they yearn for a catch.
A silent surrender, a heavenly light, the suns angelic decline.
The ocean turns milky, we stand in salute,quietly watching then whisper your name.
Vision grows foggy, awash in the splendour,
thrilling my senses as darkness closes in to give the final surrender.
Good night to you all.

By Anthea.



Trigg Beach, Perth Western Australia