The sky is lit with red as bright as fire
There is a hue of crimson only as much as you desire
A border of blue can be seen dabbed with a golden glow
Not to forget orange , indigo and all the colors of the rainbow
Surely it is the work of an artist , such a masterpiece
The whole sky is the canvas the whole as a single piece
The red reminds you of love and of passion
The blue reminds you of mercy and compassion
Every other color has some meaning and a reason
Why it was used in used and what does it beckon
The sun, the shiny mass sinks in the sea lighting it on fire
One fails to understand this wonder no matter how much you aspire
How the sky is ablaze even as you gaze
How the end of day marks the beginning of another, the transition phase
Why in the atmosphere there is a silent lull
But the setting is in no way dull
How among the sadness there is a slight joy only a slight tinge
Why you wait for it all day and what is that pain that binge
When this beautiful work of god passes away
You hope there was more of it even as you go away
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