I sat on the top of a hill
near a quiet countryside road
beside the ocean.
I come here every evening to watch
the sunset burn
with its last glory until it dives into the ocean,
like orange and red paint smeared across a blue canvas.
Seagulls roamed the deep blue sky,
as a pair of dolphins
leaped over the water in the distance
and making a gentle cry as they did.
The ocean waves crash and break at the sandy beach,
and the gentle seafoam
becomes a soft layer of white lace over the blue.
I watched until the sun is no longer visible.
The sky is deepening,
and I started the walk home on a narrow dirt road.
The last rays of light led my way.
That night when I got into my soft cushioned bed,
I watch the moon settled into the night sky
and shined with all its might.
It was a full moon,
and the sight was unforgettable.
The stars glimmered,
but the lodestar shined the brightest light of them all.
I can hear owls hooting
somewhere in the far
while they fly to catch their prey.
There is a family of fireflies
that glowed a dim light.
I can still hear the hooting of owls,
the chirping of the crickets as drifted off to sleep.