The soft sunlight glistens through the heavy clouds, 
onto the ocean’s horizon. 
with the movement of the water, it shimmers, 
a perfect synchronization. 
 
The vast royal blue 
reflects streaks of bright orange  
that all trace to an orb of light, 
screaming amber into the sky, 
intimidating the dusky clouds 
 
As it descends into the orange-blue, 
the last bit of light radiates 
into your eyes, 
like a flower blossoming only for a minute. 
When its time is up, 
the gold petals drift off 
and sink back under the azure ocean 
once again. 
 
Darkness patches the midnight blue 
The sewn-on reflections barely seen, 
still syncing with the night breeze. 
When dawn comes, a nascent of  
aureate petals rise again, 
 
This time, blossoming for a day.