by Zorlone

Created on: April 14, 2009

The setting sun

I

Waking up at a rooster's call,

in sync with the universal clock.

mid noon was directly above,

out west, the evening whispers.

II

Headed to greet a fortune foretold,

in the valley of a lonesome bend.

Moments spend eternity to unravel,

fearless farewells beyond cumulus clouds.

III

Out west pledged a new horizon,

of reversed ocean and sky.

Curtains cut corners of the parting sea;

escorts twilight and darkness.

IV

It is where the sun sets tonight,

out west, surreal - a fantasy.

Shadows grew taller, the sandman is out;

evening rests from radiance of the star.

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