How could the sun disappear down into the horizon hiding in the heavens?
It glows past time and perception and warms the soul when bodies awake.
It shines and sometime burns those who get to close,
And then begins to swallow the ocean whole when thirst takes over.
How could the Sun disappear into the mountains and
sometimes share the sky with the moon?
Each illuminating its gaze, not breaking from one another,
Till the winter peaks linger through and the seasons begin to fall.
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