Beauty Fades

Evening twilight builds mystic thought,
lover's magic in dreams-capes caught.
No rainbows found in the dark of day,
vanish completely, slowly drift away.
Beauty has seasons,times and place,
fleeting moments of warm embrace.
We can not hold what can not stay,
soon Autumn leaves die, fade away.

Summer setting sun's wondrous gaze,
its loveliness rests upon purple haze.
The song bird echoes as it flies away,
to be remembered on winter's day.
Nature's hardy blooms, wither, die,
four seasons endure regrets, sighs.
Each new day enjoy new sensations,
mystical magic of nature's creations.