09-23-2016, 03:49 AM
Goodbye to light of day, she’ll pass to other lands
To kiss the skin of those beyond horizon’s end
To shine most bright in final warmth upon cold hands
As fair as noon or more, still smiles to those who wend
Should wind be kind, and by good fortune, northern bound
Twould sweep the ash of burnt out sun to place of night
Where favored tree she’d seen arise from neath the ground
Who by her light grew tall and lesson neared her height
The willow weeps against the breeze that passes through
Recalls the beauty light above, with warmth, would breed
While grass is stained by tears with none to melt the dew
And soil is barren now with none to nurse the seed
Yet son of sun look up and turn your cheek to sky
To let the sun, with one more ray, give kiss goodbye
To kiss the skin of those beyond horizon’s end
To shine most bright in final warmth upon cold hands
As fair as noon or more, still smiles to those who wend
Should wind be kind, and by good fortune, northern bound
Twould sweep the ash of burnt out sun to place of night
Where favored tree she’d seen arise from neath the ground
Who by her light grew tall and lesson neared her height
The willow weeps against the breeze that passes through
Recalls the beauty light above, with warmth, would breed
While grass is stained by tears with none to melt the dew
And soil is barren now with none to nurse the seed
Yet son of sun look up and turn your cheek to sky
To let the sun, with one more ray, give kiss goodbye