suppose a manifested dream
continuous song
free flowing cool waters
freedom floating
drifting weightless wood
sunset soon arrives
colors parade
casting paint across
a stretch of fading blue
seeing eyes
see beyond
the fading light
dusk spreads
outstretched
feathered wings
blankets the river
ripples reflecting back
seemingly soundless
river crickets call
along the avenue
of nowhere
shown on a
mapless compass
void of
direction
looking upward
formed in fantasy
noctural notes
of melodic music
lull a gentle
rocking sleep
under the
twinkling stars
Piece of Pie ala Mode 
That is a really beautiful river sunset landscape piece of music poem, very gentle and a lovely emotional tone. Very very beautiful one, Ms Pie.
Ah, lovely, calming and beautiful!