Sunset Muse

By Bug

Peach line view of the sunset new

Outline trees nice against the blue

Pink orange yellow is my favorite blend

Stark sharp jags bring out the days end

All leads the eye to the blinding ball

Sometimes you can watch it fall

Looks into their eyes,

Only through a veil

Like watching your lover die

Knowing morning can’t fail

It’s not an end though

Nor a beginning

Just morning somewhere else

While dusk here is brimming.

Its more fun to think that way

How nothing truly ends

It’s all just a cycle

Where time and space blend.