Look East to the sunrise, into the nascent glowing
And westward the sunset, to anticipate the gloaming
Sunrise, sunset, the marking of the days
Time rides on a ball of fire and marches on its rays
I have been writing on the web since 2000. I am a christian , a photographer, an occasional poet, a recovering dreamer, an occasional philosopher, a software developer, an autodidact, and i resemble the INFP personality type.
saying “i love this!” sounds dull after the poem itself =) but it’s true! a golden sentence or two
And you managed to say so in meter and with rhyme!