Sunsets

Its easing radiance is seemed to be short lived. But, the impact is so big that the comfort it brings never seems to cease. It's soft, full of hope, and every dark cloud that was once in its place seems easier to face. It is genuine beauty, but has no perfect outline that artists focus on. The cloud's twists come from ages of rough weather; yet create the shades of content for oneself through its own experience of doubt. It's selfless. Its radiance is seemed to be short lived and I will forever try to capture it at a moment where it can be perfectly appreciated. But there isn't a moment made for that; I will always be the moon, close behind the beauty of the sunset.