The orange sun sets,
Kissing the oceans edge,
Calming it’s unsettled waves,
Healing it’s lonely tears,
Warming it’s cold heart.
It’s not without sacrifice,
That the sun soothes the ocean so,
For she is swallowed up each night,
Taken from her place in the sky,
And drowned in the sea’s misery,
Until a new day,
When she can rise,
and shine again.
– C.A. Sullivan
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