The last sunset...

On the down side of the hill
I see an angel by the mill
Walking along the crooked brook
A look at her face i took...


The radiant glow from her face
Bridged the distance with the lace
Of lingering moonlight traceable
Through the layers of air amenable...


A nightingale cooed somewhere in the dark
Making the night come alive with sound stark
making my heart jump out of its tranquility
Into the nature's very own vulnerability...


Somewhere in the midnight blue sky
A forgotten star white twinkled by
Happiness making the dark upset
Making me marvel at the last sunset....