The Sun Melts

The sun melts
Crimson pools spill across the horizon
staining clouds
oranges, pinks, purples
A beacon?
Welcome, Night
The moon
waxing, waning,
in a perpetual dance with an ever-jumping cow
A harbinger?
So long, Day
Sands
through the hourglass
falling, passing
“hush-a-bye baby on the treetop” time
A promise
Living art
rendered in warmest hues
broad strokes across the cool sky
Time
passes by

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©2020 Tanya Cliff

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46 thoughts on “The Sun Melts

    1. I am doing great! Prayers for continued health is always welcomed, and right now there are some folks I hold dear who badly need prayer for jobs and careers. Let me know if you need any your way. Much love, Steven! 🥰

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