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Sunrise/Sunset

  • Writer: mbsphotog
    mbsphotog
  • Jan 13, 2020
  • 1 min read

Surely this crimson sky tells a story;

Undersides of clouds radiant; blood-like.

New day dawns with God’s brush painting.

Red sky in the morning, sailor’s warning,

I have heard it said since I was a child.

Surely this crimson sky tells a story

Everything in the world colored by Him.

Surely this crimson sky tells a story,

Undersides of clouds radiant; blood-like.

Now eve comes with God’s brush painting.

Surely this crimson sky tells a story,

Everything in the world colored by Him.

The night’s palette darkens again.

 
 
 

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