As the sun sets amidst the Baobob tree silhouettes,
the sky becomes ablaze with an orange sorbet glow.
Smoke curls from fires cooking nighttime meals emitting a salty smell into the air.
Bats navigate the sky searching for a fruit tree where they can perch for the night.
As dark swallows the light, mosquitoes emerge along with a plethora of crawling creatures who will skulk away at sunrise.
The trees shimmer drinking in their last sips of the day's light.
Leaves flutter like ballerinas, dancing in the gentle winds.
A chorus of frogs begin to croak, crickets chirp, the call to prayer resounds in the town.
The sounds envelop the ears.
As day melts into night, there lies a sweet peace, one that softens the soul, enlivens the spirit, and puts breath into the body.