I tried to beat it
The sun.
Tried to beat it to the horizon
I looked up and saw it one day
I said "OH! what beauty! I shall catch it if it falls!"
And it began to fall.
So I tried to beat it to the horizon, where I knew it would land.
But it sank deep, deep into the ground.
And i mourned for it
I cried and crooned of it's beauty.
I begged of it to come back.
And in this depression I fell asleep.
When I woke, high high above me was the sun.
And I said "OH! what beauty! I shall catch it if it falls!"