Sunset

I move amongst the leaves in the evening, My sunset low and golden encroaches. Moments mark its rays saturating on Places made special for its attention. I can sense it breathing behind the trees, Greater golden light, I can feel its mind, As if it has come home by agreement, Fulfilling its covenant to return. Generous friend, giver of life – behold! The ancients worshipped you for good reason, Countless golden photons, delivered like Jewels, alighting amongst the shadows. Bury me in the evening, wrapped in gold, Like a pharaoh with you I am content.