Swaying, drifting, constant movement, music fills my soul.
Arms extended overhead, the music makes me whole.
Yellow tipped, the trees await, and catch me in their arms,
The night awakes, the birds sing, and thrill me with their charms.
Sun sinks lower in the heavens singing its own song,
Sky is filled with pinks and grays, I know it won't be long,
Moon begins its long journey across the darkened sky,
Wind caresses my body, I feel like I can fly.
The swaying slows, the day's at rest, stars begin to shine.
The magic moment moves my soul, this sunset was mine.