its a sunset

a warm calm windy  afternoon it was,
which was ending, when i decided to sit and see the setting sun.
the ground dressed in multicolored patterns of multitudes of hues,
the leaves, some green some yellow,l some new some mellow, fluttering in tune.
the bird-lings chirping, a song so pure.
yearning for their parents to come home, bowing to the evening's allure.
the hefty trees stand sturdy strong and sure
the high boughs swaying with a lovely, nay! mocking demure!
the shadows lengthen slowly, i watch as the sun goes down further west,
the grass smells so sweet, freshly cut, and wet.
the walls adorned with patterns of sunlight,
the reddish hue that begins to spread,
from a corner of the turquoise sky,
slant rays peep out from beneath the nimbus clouds,
like a newly wed bride, oh so shy!
the visions gradually blur with time,
a need so strong yet sublime,
the church bells together chime,
my thoughts, the skies so lewdly mime!
the trees give way to a happy couple loving,
the patterns on the wall now have no meaning...
the red apple slowly dissolving, like a drop of color on still water,
like memories of a time long gone, and an incomplete yearning!
shadows hold me transfixed, enraptured, my pupils widening,
the dancing fireflies rejoice, the birds disappearing.
the sun has set, the dark has come, the dragonflies long begone,
the impervious shadows have danced their way in,
the purple marquee asks me now to go n take rest,
ahh! what a long day it has been!