The Sunset Magic

Every afternoon

The horizon lights up
Swirls of pink and orange
Fading to blue and purple
Few bother to look anymore
At a blessing
That only comes once a day
Each sunset is different
No two exactly alike
Difference flows throughout
While it is the only similarity
Over the ocean
Or through the rocks
Out on the prairie
Or in an height place
You can still see a piece
A piece of something
Something never to return
A sunset
For the colors are shimmering
For a moment they stay
Only to disappear into change
Change just as beautiful as the last
This is why
No matter where you go
One thing remains the same,

A difference in sunsets