A Big Beaver Dam, a small island

A Tall Pine Tree, 

a small peninsula. 

 

From there the sunset shines, 

bright and casting long shadows

making for a spellcasting view.

It’s quiet, the only sounds 

Running water

Singing crickets

A light wind

 

Here its as though the sun will set forever, 

freezing time in this moment.

 

Laying down in the grass the sky stands

casted in one half pink, maroon, and purple

and the other half the creeping of the 

darkness of night and the stars that come with it.