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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required The sun descends Every single day I'm alive. The reds and oranges Blend to purple, Exploding out of a bright Center, circle that closes More and more every Minute Until everything evaporates suddenly Into the night. If you're lucky, It's just an introduction to The glittering ceiling Sphere of stars. Feel free to applaud. It drips down mountainsides While painting the endless blue expanse With vibrant watercolors. I stand on a hill, Trails loop away from me and Incandescent juice Splatters the sky. I walk homeward. A sunset is an ending And this faithful goodbye Is a brilliant finale that Will always wash away Into darkness, The sunrise And warm showers of light. This is a performance And although the stage is Never completely empty, I don't always have to watch. I think that sometimes it might be better If the sun never set And I could permanently hold Every moment at once In my hands and never let them Touch the ground or Shatter. I wouldn't dare to ruin great things But I'll be a witness to them I'll point and shout Look at that This is beautiful! I didn't create it But I can appreciate it And my art can be my Smile as the sun Stains the sky Pink and orange. I'll watch until it dissolves. The sky will always move forward From the burning scenes And I'll race it home. Nothing I do will make it stop but I'll enjoy it while it still exhibits The inspiration as fervent as a fire I sit around with Friends in New Mexican mountains, Or on a dew-soaked lawn Laughing until our faces Are no longer visible, Sitting on a deep black trampoline The moment before it mirrors the night. I'm still smiling. Homeward is where I'll always walk; But I can stop to watch the setting sun.
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