Golden Hour Magic - Istanbul . Congrats on Explore! ⭐April 1 ,2024 #72

Golden hues, a masterpiece in whole,

Painted skies, a tranquil, fiery scroll.

Nature’s brushstroke, vivid and untold,

A fleeting wonder, a treasure of gold.

 

The sun sinks low, its journey near done,

Casting its glow on everyone.

Shadows lengthen, they softly creep,

As twilight lulls the world to sleep.

 

Mountains bask in the amber light,

Fields are kissed by the glow of night.

Rivers shimmer, their currents ablaze,

Reflecting the heavens in a fiery haze.

 

The trees stand still, their silhouettes clear,

Bathed in warmth as the end draws near.

Birdsong fades, replaced by calm,

A hush that feels like nature's psalm.

 

Golden hour, brief and rare,

A sacred gift for those who care.

To pause, to watch, to truly see,

The magic of life, so wild and free.

 

And as the sun slips out of view,

Night emerges, cloaked in dew.

But the memory lingers, the moment stays,

A radiant echo of golden days.

 

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