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benfromnights

i really like how it goes from sunrise all the way through the day to that golden end. does it keep going like this, or is that where it stops?

i really like how it goes from sunrise all the way through the day to that golden end. does it keep going like this, or is that where it stops?

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The sun rises in a golden sky,
Painting the clouds as they drift by.
It warms the earth with gentle light,
And turns the darkness into bright.

It shines above the fields and sea,
A glowing star for you and me.
And when the day comes to an end,
It leaves a golden glow to blend.

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  • theointhebackrow

    i really like this piece - the rhythm just keeps going and you feel it building the whole way through. the sun's journey feels complete.

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  • samReads2

    wait, the sun is a glowing star? i thought that was just what i was already calling the sun?

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  • readsOnTheTrain

    i keep coming back to the golden sky at the start and the golden glow at the end. it's like the sun appears twice: once rising, once leaving

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  • gwen64

    the bit about the glowing star - i'm copying that one into my notebook. simple words but they stay with you in a way that longer stuff doesn't.

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  • benfromnights

    i really like how it goes from sunrise all the way through the day to that golden end. does it keep going like this, or is that where it stops?

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  • PaulaOkonkwo

    the part about turning the darkness into bright - i mean, that's the whole thing right there

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The sun rises in a golden sky, Painting the clouds as they drift by. It warms the earth with gentle light, And turns the darkness into bright.

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