The sun slips
Behind the silhouette of mountains
Whose broad shoulders
Silently wait as
Both wall and gateway
Below the west rim of the world
It sends
A wavering red wash
To the low, dark, spread of clouds
Wine dark ripples heading East
Space and sky responding
As if liquid mediums
The setting sun
A celestial stone
Cast into a universal pond
The red undulating glow
Reaching towards the East
A struck match
Setting the hidden earth
Alight, aglow
A message sent from
Today to Tomorrow
A message of promise, hope
Not unlike
A rainbow From God
