10% of net sales of this Photo goes towards the preservation of the Oregon Coast. The shoreline hushes as the daylight thins, A copper glow poured soft across the sea. The tide exhales, then gathers breath again, Its rhythm steady as a whispered plea.
Sea stacks rise like guardians of the dusk, Their silhouettes cut clean against the fire. The sky drifts slowly into violet musk, A fading canvas painted with desire.
Wet sand becomes a mirror to the light, A silver path where wandering hearts can roam. The wind grows gentle with the coming night, And every wave feels like a welcome home.
Out where the sun slips quietly from view, The coast remembers every shade of gold— A fleeting moment, ancient yet brand new.