Hey warriors! Welcome or welcome back to Words! I have another Summer of Stories post today! This week’s prompt was “write a poem about a sunset.” I hope you enjoy!
Some people see beauty
In the golden rays of evening
The edge of night’s burning
Some people see artwork
In the masterfully chosen hues
The pinks, oranges, and blues.
Some people see promise
In the ending of one day
Knowing the night won’t stay
Some people see the moon
As the sun fades into the horizon
And they watch the stars be strung
But I see a little of all tonight:
Beauty, art, promise, and the moon
And I sing a different tune
Because I see hope most tonight:
Though the sun may fade
There always comes a new day
Again and again the darkness falls
Only for again the sun to shine bright
Where there is day, there will be night
But where the night ends is beauty
Not only does the sun set, it rises
Shining on all God’s precious prizes
Won from death and Satan’s grip,
By choosing Him we’re saved and His
And so He wraps us in golden-ray kisses.
But those who have yet to come,
He calls them home, “I love you, son!
You can’t change that fact with what you’ve done!”
So when I look at a fresh sunset,
I hear a voice calling from the sky
“Glory, glory, to Christ on high!”
What do you see in a sunset? Let me know in the comments!