by Stefanie Kyak

Created on: January 31, 2007   Last Updated: May 14, 2007

"The Sun Rises With One More Soul In Heaven"

Beauty dances in the sunrise.
A blacken sky broken by a distant purple haze.
The stars begin to retreat;
The moon, tired and worn, fades away.
And I, a bystander watching,
Astounded by nature's beauty-
Cannot escape tears as
The purple continues to grow, the black night retreating.
Summon the orange streams,
While the cool air begins to blow, gently and pure;
The air, crisp and new.
The first golden rays burst from the horizon.
And I cannot, but continue to cry
In your memory, in the distant where you stay-
Up in the Heavens, where my prayers and memories fly.
Like fireworks and it's grand finale, the sun rises-
Shooting and cracling every moment.
And if you look close enough now,
You can see the blue skies beginning to come into clear focus.
Good morning, sun.
Good morning, new day born from darkness.
You've finally come into view.
You've finally made the lonely night go away;
Full of mourning and heartache.
Scarcely, is there any purple or orange left in the sky
But all the warmth and joy is here
As a new day begins
And life goes on without one more soul on earth.
Life goes on, the sun rises again.

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