Giving the Sun Thanks

Closing my eyes I distinguish a tree comprised of 1000 splended suns shimmering. A red glare is desolving over me, I now focus on the breath filling my chest. I can feel the cool breeze circulate streamlined across my bare flesh, I can sense the sun is setting. My world gives thanks for the warmth the wind the waves, for another beautiful day is come to a close. My eyes glide open, giving way to my sun-streaked inner eyelids to cast my gaze to the last half of the blazing sphere peaking over the haze hung horizon. The sky directly above appears as the purest shade of blue, its clarity is magnificent.

-The western sky now darkens beckoning the night,
darkness proceeds this part of the eternal fight.
Sun chasing Earth, light eclipsed by dark.
The crescent moon, she christens the night
With angelic light, Hark!