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The world is silent all around me, as am I-
in the evening air, I sit in the sunshine
marvelling at my surroundings,
indiferent at everything other than where I am,
as I allow the minutes to pass me by.
All the troubles of life and the world
seem galaxies away to me at this moment-
I am happy, I am warm, I am content.

A silent breeze, the touch of a beautiful spirit
embraces me delicately as it glides across my face.
I close my eyes, because the intensity of my emotions
become almost too much for me to bare-
all doubts of mine are washed away,
never to be dwelled upon again,
gone without a trace.

I am entranced and encapsulated by this perfect summer sunset-
my mind and my entire body feels alive
and burning an energy of the intensity
that makes me believe that I am living within a fleeting,
beautiful, moment for the entire world
that no one will ever forget.

I imagine a perfect instance
when every face of everyone, young and old,
raise their head, look up at an infinite sunset,
and for only a few seconds, release their pains
and imagine their most powerful dreams,
as if they were to have already come true-
then look around them, and at a reflection of themselves,
and feel better than they ever have done,
and know something about them and about the world
that they never knew.

If every day were to begin how it ended,
we would all go through our day
appreciating the moments of peace that we are blessed with-
even those that can be found within the maelstrom of chaos;
I am lucky to be able to know
and to be able to recognise such moments when they come,
and live within them for a short time
as if they were for a life-time-
and it is to them that I look forward to,
and within them I find the greatest solace.

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