Don't you just adore sunsets?
Each day burns the hours when the sun is up, first.
Before darkness falls over the land.
But not until, it beholds you with a canvas.
As if the afternoon persisted before the evening, and painted the sky.
Orange and blue hues converge, giving us beautiful sunsets.
Stroke of lights, despite the darking hours
Hope ever present, even if it was broken and lost, so many times.
And faith that reminds us, as stars, during nights.
Even in the darkest or the lightest,
The skies would gladly guide you.
Stay hopeful.
Everything will be fine