A Glowing Aura of Relaxation

The sun dips behind the mountains,
Only some of the light shines,
A peachy aura emerging.
The whispy clouds hover gracefully,
Letting themselves drift with the wind,
The peace settling into the mist,
Refracting the glow,
Making them appear soft pink,
Soothing nerves,
Focusing frantic, darting eyes,
Making people's minds relax.
The sky homes streaks,
Thin lines of rose, gold,
Yellow and orange.
It looks as if someone took a brush,
Splashing color across the sky,
In a way to produce even more beaury,
In a way to center people.
The sun dips behind the mountains,
Creating a glowing aura
Of relaxation.