I stare at the sun, its glow is fading
Sets to west, hides beneath the clouds
Finally, it is now resting
I stare at the sun, and I find it calming
I stare at sun and wishing I could be one
It goes down and ends the day
Hoping I can also say, 'alright I'm done'
I stare at the sun, and end up sobbing
I stare at the sun, there it is shining
Rises to the east, sky is now finally lit
Light penetrates the trees reaches the earth
I stare at the sun, and its warmth is soothing
I stare at the sun and envies its certainty
For when the **** crows, surely it goes up
Praying that I too could be wide awake
I stare at the sun, and I keep going
“the tired sunsets and the tired
people -
it takes a lifetime to die and
no time at
all.”
― Charles Bukowski