The earth swallowing the sun

With sharp pointed teeth

The sky losing color
As the sun goes recedes.

Clouds illuminating vividly

Gold raindrops falling
Onto a canopy of green
The last luminous rays of sunshine
Bathing us.

An iridescent golden light

On the top of a green hill
Reflecting the enchanting colors
Of the mystical sky.

An extent of hazy yellow silk

Curved and twisted unevenly
With glimmering soft waves
The water gushes downstream perpetually.

A crescent on the river

Riding the numerous waves
Slicing the water and air
Drifting gradually away from us

The ringing of the pagoda bells

Sending waves of vibration
The hubbub of people talking
A motor of a boat
Fading slowly into the distance

A cool evening breeze

Embracing us with invisible hands
Forgetting everything else
Blending into the background,
A part of nature
A serene sunset of Bagan