It was as the Sun was shining so bright it could blind you, like if it's beautiful to be.
Time passes,
the Sun starts fading like a shadow, leaving its form. As the sun sets, we all say goodbye to the light as if we were all about to die.
Like a beautiful flower being wilted, it flies. The Sun is gone and
the Moon rises like an angel, ready to meet God. As for now, everyone is asleep.
The world is
quiet and in peace. Like everything ended in silence and hope for a New World as it starts the next morning in repeat.
As it's dawn, then dusk, but never will it end the trust for a new day will forever descend.
