Burning daylight.
Scorching skin.
Tempers rage
Under the flaring sun.
A full moon crested
Past and gone,
To daylights break
The plump face looks on.
Watching the world
Awake from dark sleep
Watching, from a vast ocean of blue
Slowly arching, a sinking ship,
Disappearing, tips the ancient man.
Dark to light, the horizon changing.
Darkness rises, shadows fade.
Scorched skin, past gone-
Burning daylight begins again.