“Sunset’s Embrace”

In Metlakatla’s twilight glow, Where land and sea converge, The sun descends with fiery grace, Its golden hues emerge.

Mountains stand as ancient sentinels, Their shadows stretching long, As whispers of our ancestors Blend with seabirds’ song.

The water mirrors molten skies, Reflecting dreams untold, And in this sacred twilight hour, Our spirits find their hold.

For as the sun dips low, we know: Though darkness soon will fall, The promise of a new day dawns, In Metlakatla’s heart, we stand tall.