The Evening As I Sat By Window

The evening as I sat by the window, 

Seeing the setting sun in the west

And the clouds changing into dreamy shapes.

Seeing the sky changing its hues,

From golden to mauve, 

Every hue filling in a new zeal.

The evening as I sat by the window,

Experiencing the wind passing by the ears

And listening to plants rustling in harmony.

Seeing the dream catcher dance,

With the winds softly passing by,

Reminding of the hope that fills our lives.

The evening as I sat by the window,

Listening to the music fill my ears

And mingling in tune with my imagination.

Seeing the art created by almighty,

With the realization sinking in

How long has it been since I experienced this?