Afterglow

Where time goes slow,
Listening to the breeze,
The foliage down below,
A wind through the trees,
Animals scutter across the ground,
Dusk settles across the blue sky,
Sun rays flow all around,
Trees never seemed so shy,
The sun has not yet set,
Water continues to flow,
The moon is not out, not yet,
But, there lays an afterglow,
Blocking the warmth of the sun,
Shielding the blue sky,
Nature has always won, 
And never shall we ask why