Whispering Sunset
Reflection
In twilight's hush, where shadows softly fall,
Two felines sit, entwined in mystic call.
Their fur, aglow with sunset's gentle fire,
Echoes the warmth of a love that's higher.
With eyes that pierce the fading light,
They watch the world, in quiet, contemplate night.
Their whiskers, like fine threads of gold,
Catch the last rays, young and old.
In this serene and peaceful sight,
We find the beauty of a gentle night.
Their presence is a balm to the soul,
A reminder of nature's gentle role.
In their calm, we find our own peace,
A reflection of the world's release.
The soft glow of the setting sun,
Brings a sense of closure, just begun.
In this moment, all is right,
With these two cats, in the fading light.