Sun Falls

The star pours out its light to the universe it has never met.
I sit below a dead tree, surrounded by dead people,
as it sparkles my eye in the dawning hours.
The sun, brightens even what has always been beautiful,
travels and seeps in to the clouds,
paints itself, among the horizon,
of peace, discovery, unknown.

The sun, is so beautiful.
The heat still touches me,
even from this psychotic distance.
One I can never climb towads, never reach,
but one I can always feel, always see.
Sunsets are,
a slice of our screams, cries, kisses.
Born in the sky, loyal to the hidden adventures, yet to come.
It stares at us as it rises,
holds our hand as it falls.

At night, as it seductively squats behind the nature it allows for the world to flourish,
and it may not rise again.
But God, I hope it does,
I pray it does.

I guess love,
is meant to be felt, can only be understood,
from this universe away.

Dear Sun,
come back soon.