Serenity

Walking around here on the terrace,

Watching the birds returning to their nest,

Seeing the sun setting in the west,

The brightness fading and the emergence of the darkness.

I feel the eeriness of the silence,

I can feel the immense beauty of the dusk,

The beauty of the pink sky slowly turning into saffron.

The blossoming of the flowers,

I feel how each part of the day has the beauty of its own.