Crimson skies surround the fiery glow,
Amber awe on faces below.
Close of day so beautifully displayed,
With pinks and grey oranges and red..
The splendour exhibits are to you a solace gift
Reaching your soul as the day's stresses lift
So look up, embrace the beauty that is given
Everyday if you can, for as long as you are living.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem