Rays of pink, splatter across the escaping sky.
Blue and orange chase after the sun,
Coming into view for only a moment,
Until the green horizon engulfs the color-filled sky.
Struggling to stay above the sharp trees;
Begging to be noticed, and appreciated.
Disappointment is constantly thrown into the world,
Shared among others with closed eyes.

The world is slowly running from daylight,
Into the blinding of the stars.
Erasing the colors of the day,
only to color once more.

Finally the earth topples over,
Falling deep beneath the wondering minds,
Entangled in exotic dreams.
The freckles of the sky,
gleam above the sleeping land.
Within the trees play the songs of the night.
Colliding sounds, creating a lullaby for the listening ears.

Playing until little speckles of colored light shine on their backs,
Ever so slightly becoming stronger.
When finally, all traces of darkness is forgotten.
Disappearing under the rising horizon
appears the creation of new colors.
Following an undecided time,
The sun continues to rise and fall.
With rays of pink
that splatter across the escaping sky,
coming into view for only a moment.