first a ball
of raging fire
brought to a calm
as it quickly retires
down through the sky
all too soon
and as the morning sprouts from night
sunset sprouts from the afternoon.
next a river
ripples of colour
pink and purple
violet and sapphire
the birds are flying
singing their farewells
their songs like the angels
or songs like a bell
thirdly a glow
a sun behind cloud
don’t worry there’ll be a day
where He’ll be renowned
King of the sky
and heavens above
right now we’ll await Him
accompanied by His dove
lastly, breathe out
the darkness has come
the age is relentless
yet bearable to some
we hold on for longer
and pray for more stars
to light up our night sky
as we await the trumpets, hurrah !