Sunrise/Sunset
- 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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