Desert Rain At Sunset — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Beautiful sunsets
Living on Tanuri Ridge
Even when it rains.
Watching the sunset
Rejuvenate mind and soul
At the end of day.
Sunsets are a gift
Its passage is refreshing
To all who see it.
Moved by each sunset
In the face of mystery
Creating a dream.
By sharing your dreams
They become the stuff of myths
To be shared by all.
— kenne
Over The Rooftop Sunset — Photo-Artistry by kenne
— Robert M. Pirsig
Puerto Peñasco Sunset — Photo-artistry by kenne
If you sit down at set of sun
And count the acts that you have done,
And, counting, find
One self-denying deed, one word
That eased the heart of him who heard,
One glance most kind
That fell like sunshine where it went —
Then you may count that day well spent.
But if, through all the livelong day,
You’ve cheered no heart, by yea or nay —
If, through it all
You’ve nothing done that you can trace
That brought the sunshine to one face–
No act most small
That helped some soul and nothing cost —
Then count that day as worse than lost.
— George Eliot
Sailboat Adrift at Sunset — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Sunset
The fire in the sky is dying
The mountains are tall and dark
The spirit of the day is flying
Sunset leaves its mark
The colors up on high are lovely
The air is clear and cool
An ending approaches mildly
Day and night begin a duel
But the light must give way sometime
And who will win, I’ll bet
Is dark, mysterious nighttime
As day gives way to sunset
— Mary O. Fumento
Photo-Artistry Sunset by kenne
Winter Sunset To Help Cool The Soul On A Hot Summer Day — Image by kenne
Sunset — Image by kenne
