Fiery Sphere

The sun strains
As it holds up the sky
For it knows that when it dips
My dreams will die

The embers of dusk
Herald a warning
That hope has fled
And will be gone until morning

The bleakness of
A starless night
Chills the soul
Pierces it with fright

Until at last, the edge
Of that fiery sphere
Casts golden rays
Of hope everywhere



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