At The Sunset – II

It was the shimmering light that followed me

Leaving its trail on the reddish water

The sun sloping away from the vision, every second

Still, cannot be tamed

Still too hot to stare.

With objects of human intervention, I dare

From behind the glasses and rigs

And as it lay its golden sensation on and over my face

Accompanied by the mystical wind

It was beautiful.

I wanted to hold the moment

Sit there, Stay there!

And

Along with the distorted reflection of the Sun in the water

Watch my own

Along the open horizon lined by the sea

Let my vision flow,

To let it dream

Along the surreal shores and get lost in it

To be only awakened by the splash of water,

The sound of gushing air and the boat cruising into the sea.

As the seagull flew past me

I was brought back

They flew up and into the ocean

Flying in circles, fishing for food

Unaware of the might of the setting sun

Unaware of the depth of the sea

Unaware of the eyes waiting at the shore.

As I admire their flying silhouette against the setting sun

The sun slowly surrendered to the ocean

The seagull too began to fly away to home

And I stood alone in the silence of the fore coming night;

Watching, dreaming, breathing …!