Sunsets

Sunset upon sunset I wonder,

Why do we chase the fiery ball

till it burns out with a hissing sound beyond the horizon?

Where else do we admire the end of things so much?

The death of a day bursts into colours

and rarely do we think about the pain

the light must go through to come to this.

After giving life and purpose to so many creatures on this earth and

slowly giving itself into a sheath of dark mystery - who mourns its

farewell?

We don't relate to a sunset with pain,

but with love, yearning and mostly hope

that we will be given another day and another perfect sunset and

another tomorrow of dazzling life.

Sunset upon sunset I wonder,

If the death of a day can bring us love and hope,

when something dear to us dies

and we are drowning in sorrow -

Can we learn to see more sunsets in it?

Sunset in Rio Vermehlo, Salvador (BR)

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