With an endless greed for supremacy and will to conquer, wars have been fought.
Whatever the cause of war was,
Sunset brought peace asking the undead to retire for the day.
On a fortunate early evening(s) when my boss left early;
metaphorically, the sun peeked through the curtain and wavered me peace.
Who would pass on such a view?
so have I walked down to celebrate the evening with orange mystic clouds and mild winds.⇓⇓⇓⇓⇓⇓⇓⇓
The sun slowly induced its art in the evening by painting shades of orange and yellow all over the sky.
Every evening is a unannounced gift
where sun’s solo trip comes to an end, making its way for starry skies and the occasional moon.
I could just do one thing, ride. Ride into the madness of night with no option but to surrender.
Ofcourse, the light is best served/valued in darkness.