Sunset

 Have you seen the shadows in front of the Sun

The scars that stay at the end of each day

As it sets behind the lake, weary

Have you heard what the marks say?


"They are just clouds floating by," he tells me

And I see his half crooked smile widen

Yet they imprint my memory of the sunset

The shadows in front of the Sun


Slowly the darkness impinges on the horizon

Yet, the blur of the shadows remain

"It's a mirage, it's not really there" he tells me

Look at the stars and wait till I rise again


So I count them as they fall, the stars 

With a sense of doom, because I know

They cannot be wished away; they stay

Scars and stains, memories and shadows


"It's a new day, flower," I hear him from behind me

The nimbus incandescent with glitter and pearls

No flecks of yesterday tainting his aura

The conflagrant sun stands as his cloak unfurls


No shadow stays girl, no scar too deep to heal

He bent to my ear "But never forget

Step away, don't buckle when darkness comes

The suns never rise where they set"


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