It's six o'clock in the evening,
I am standing at my back gate.
The sun is sinking, the evening shades are setting,
The reflection of the sun's rays is illuminating the sky.
Standing there, I wonder at the beauty of God's creation,
The serenity of the evening
Brings peaceful feelings to my soul,
I feel a sweet soft breeze across my face,
And say aloud "GOD IS IN THE WIND!"
The birds take flight in the sky –
As if to say ‘we're going home’,
Then gracefully they move across the Eastern sky.
I look at the luscious green grass
And plants that adorn the earth,
At the coconut, tamarind, plum and breadfruit trees,
And among all this greenery nestles a flamboyant tree,
Covered with beautiful red flowers – all in full bloom.
Their shadows now silhouetted
Against the beautiful pink color of the sunset.
"Truly", I say, "There is beauty in God's creation!"
A few passers-by say a quiet 'good evening'
As they make their way along the winding path
To their homes within the peaceful neighbourhood.
Strange enough, there are no noises to be heard 
No noises of children's laughter,
No noises of children’s games,
The evening is one of pure serenity.