To Love What Sunset Never Seen
To some such a thing would seem to be
A waste like sunsets never seen
Whose brilliant splash of corporeal hues
Ignites a moments symmetry
The saffron fires, the sizzled throes
The tinctured celestial overtones
Of all that light in bending makes
Of all that nature shares of soul.
He stopped upon the edge of sea
And cast an eye so stolidly
With withered gaze he glanced
Its vivid, lancing memory
The final fury of a sphere
Whose tumult lights our world
Passed with dual gravity
Beyond our earthly rill.
To such some men would dare compare
That mortal strain whose sweet despair
Brings only candor to the soul
But leaving leaves man there
To love what sunset never seen
Has cast its rabid sultry sheen
Upon the waning noon of life
And leaving woken naught the night
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