Looking up at the sunset,
Wishing to be nowhere else.
Swallowed by the beauty,
Loving nothing else.
The sun shoots through the clouds,
Nothing obstructs its beauty,
And then it happens,
The beauty overwhelms the soul.
Tears break out.
Nothing can stop them.
The sun slowly sinks,
And there is no sadness.
Hearts rejoice while eyes are amazed.
The orange and red hues of the sky,
They cannot be compared to anything else.
The sun dips below the horizon,
As the beauty gives its last gasp.
The tears are flowing now,
Sobbing and smiling at the beauty.
The day has ended, the beauty has left.
Then as the sky slowly darkens,
The moon rises,
Accompanied by the stars.
And the beauty has returned.
And the tears start again.
They fall all night.
And as it gets lighter,
The sun comes up again.
The day has begun.
And with the beauty,
The tears come also.
The beautiful skies are there.
They are there to comfort me,
They are there to make it beautiful,
They are there to make me smile.
But above all these things,
The skies are there as a constant reminder.
They stand as proof that there is someone who loves you.
And the beautiful skies, they bring me to tears.
Days come and go, but the beauty stays.