Eternal Vigilance

A guardian stands watch, silhouetted against the dying light, Wings outstretched, a symbol of protection in the fading sight. The sea below, a canvas of darkening hue, Reflects the turmoil, as the sun's final rays break through. The statue, steadfast, a sentinel of stone, Guards the shore, where day and night are made known. The pole, a shaft of darkness, rises high, Supporting the figure, against the evening sky. As sunset's warmth gives way to twilight's chill, The guardian remains, vigilant and still. A beacon in the darkness, a presence true, Watching over the waters, as the stars shine through. In this moment, the world's vastness is revealed, A fleeting glimpse, of the beauty unsealed. The guardian's presence, a reminder to stand tall, And face the challenges, that come with each new fall.