Second sunset
Brendan adamsThe first sun was speaking in the shadow of weeping
Like a puzzle piece misplaced
The horizon has been lined with a glowing pen
The cape is beautiful and ugly but I understand
She born to my eyes concealed merely by grace
Just the vision of the lion fills the space
I watch the cool waters rise above the burning sun
And I ponder on the side of the world, where the day has just begun
The movement of the surface distracts me in my moment of calm
And when my eyes met the skies my pain was gone
I sit on the living shore absorbing the dying glow
It’s only fragments of reality that play in this picture show
The moon surprises me as it was there before
Like truth deep within that I choose to ignore
The ocean grabs my heart and makes me know the things
That has me peaceful with my mind and six eager strings
Now I’ve seen the cool waters rise above the burning sun
My mind wondering on other things is now done and gone
The rhythm of the surface has me swaying in my moment of calm
As I’m cradled by the sand with life in my hand I’ve moved on