Beauty ashes;
rising up. Once in flame.
Tiniest dots in air;
sparked lights- Filtering into night.

Be gone with the night-
O dusk of flame;
great ball fire, behind mountains.

By once day, gone now with night.
Sunsets will fall on your days;
yet with patience- Anew rises again.

Blessings upon you.
Kisses of the sun be in your mouth;
to all, speak of life and light.

Beautiful are-
life's many sunsets.