"A simple yet beautiful poem about the wonder and fragrance of nature at the day's end. How many ways can one see the end of a day? How many ways can one find to describe its pure beauty and radiance? How many ways can one see the glory in the colours, the whisper in the breeze, the fragrance in the air and the warmth in the twilight glow? Nature is beautiful, and the mere poetic expression of the twilight and the day's end is one of surrounding splendour embraced by the grace and majesty of His creation. The evening shadows we see at the end of each day brings a peace and comfort in just knowing that God Himself created all of this....for us."
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