The Sun Rises
The sun rises and the sun sets -alas,
shining over pasture's springing grass.
Man too feels the warmth of each new day
and with the light blindly finds his way.
The sun rises and the sun sets.
and the night falls with darkness, but yet
with starry sky and moonlight glow
as faint light effortlessness show
the path in near dark which we seek
and firm the ground beneath our feet,
the sun rises and the sun sets
and the light shins on our great regrets.
The grave yards with their gray carved stones
glimmer for those that have passed on.
Still the earth slowly wait its turn
to return to us all what we’ve earned.
Like names written in the water's depth.
Alas, the sun rises and the sun sets.
Copyright © Mike Samford | Year Posted 2007
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