here goes nothing!
oh, and title ideas are very welcome too! I just made up this title off the top of my head
So backwards is the setting of the sun,
So beautiful yet saddening as well;
The moment that the honeyed light is done,
We're dunked benath a cold farewell.
The golden ship rests in it's final berth
Light's drowned forever in His abs'lute keep
Not one can see past the edge of the earth;
that final cliff that one day all must leap.
The darkness casts a frost round ev'ry eye
Who stayed to watch the golden sphere blink closed.
That soothing lively heat at last does die,
Our hidden fears to elements exposed
After a true long life full of sunsets,
One hopes the last will be gracefully met.
