The sun is set against the sky
on a horizon set to receive
it matter not for this agency
if the direction is come or go

one will bring light from dark
the other puts the same to sleep
there is moment when both are same
except for a reference on the sphere

some would say the difference spans
the view points that divide
one from another seeking life
each too far to reconcile

it’s a ruse by the souls
seeking light in the whole
blinded by the blue sky
fighting wars without insight

consider dark is part of life
when the borders mark its time
these bookends of day or the night
portaled gates where magic waits

framed in pink and the gold
jewels of nature high above
journeymen to the star
dawn or dusk become the same.

© 2018. Sean Green. All Rights Reserved. 20180322.