Emotional Abendrot
Is it possible the sun is just an angry star?
Rising calmly with the cool morning air,
but never recognized for it's contributions
and abilities to help love grow.
Relying on the wind for a chill breeze
as it curses the land with rays of heat
and haunts the trees with shadows of rage.
Until it's emotions have finally piqued with frustration,
does the sky turn red, and do you realize
you have taken for granted the light of the world
as it falls furiously behind the mountain,
only to face another ungrateful day.
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