The sun always intrigues me,
the way it sets after a long day –
a giant, burning orb,
a heavy heart settled somewhere between the
sky and the horizon.
Yet it still rises each day,
no matter what preceded the present,
it still glows in the east every morning –
peeking toward a new beginning.
I want a heart resilient like that,
rising no matter what obstacles
caused me to set the day before.
And resulting in an explosion so powerful,
that all the universe ends.