There is something to be said about
being able to watch the sun go down,
slowly but surely, the rays stretching
out along the mountain range . . .
. . . Perhaps, only surpassed by the
incomparable beauty of the sunrise,
rarely seen in my tiny cul de sac.
It's made me think, there are many
sunrises and sunsets in the days of
our lives, we just have to see them,
watch for them.
There is a sunrise in the smile of
every happy child. There's a sunrise
in promises offered and kept, in rare
and unexpected phenomenal days.
Sunsets occur at the end of amazing
days, highlighting precious moments.
But, sunsets can also mark the end
of battles fought and won, the end
of sorrow.
Me thinks 'tis good to pay attention
to those unexpected sunrises and
sunsets . . . lessons to be learned
as well as honored . . .
sunrises begin
sunsets somehow never end
rising and setting
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