The Sunset has a truly magical attraction. He is eager to be captured in pictures, photographs, described in words or even painted on canvases. In the rays of sunset, people can hear their own thoughts, get inspirited, or simply just sit in and enjoy the view with its warmth. A beautiful sunset is like the twilight of a life fulfilled.
At the time when the magnificent velvet heat of a summer day, slowly but surely runs away, everything seems to freeze. For a brief moment, an atmosphere of coziness and peace is created. The tints of red, orange and pink that flood the sky like a masterpiece. Although the sun is setting the sky’s colours turn more rich and full of life than ever before. The whole landscape baths in the warm glow of the setting sun. It is like watching a screen slowly change colour. The scene is truly mesmerising. Everything was almost still and the light made the scene look like one in a painting.
Reflecting on the water, the sun seems to create a path, a path from light, along which, it would seem one can simply take and run into some other, fantastic world. A world in which there is no place for complaining or stress .A place where people live happily and joyfully. The sky is more purple than red now, highlighting the transition from day to night.
The waves crashed and danced along the shore, moving up and down in a graceful and gentle rhythm as if they have been practicing for a long time. The sound of the waves coming from the massive deep blue sea and washing up the shore of the white sand or the sound of them crashing against the sharp jagged rocks of the coast line are soothing. Something about the rhythmic timing of each wave causes a relaxing sensation that can almost put anyone into deep sleep.
And the seagulls squawk in the distance. The wind whisper in the ear as it plays in the hair, as if it is revealing its deepest darkest secret. And the sound of the strong wind hitting the face or the rustling of leaves in a tree nearby is very calming and it really connects you to the nature. There is something so peaceful about sitting alone and being able to hear your own thoughts, for once people are not zooming around you.
The fushy smell is oddly comforting. It smells warm and saltly. The smell is friendly and unpolluted, a welcomimg vhange from the smoke that covers the cities. It is the smell of freedom, and it would make anyone want to get up and run along the shore carefreely.
The sun’s last few rays came dancing down. The canvas of peach, pink and purple coated the sky as the sun dipped beyond the sea in the distance, the last gasp of beauty before the death of the day. The beautiful sunset is a final farewell of the passing day and the sun’s farewell is the most beautiful goodbye there is.