every evening the sun
speaks to the western sky
goodnight
goodnight dear host
I will leave you
colour
I will paint you red
I will gleam in yellow
I will take the shading away
you
brilliant in white
before you fade to sleep
beneath the pinpoint stars
then tomorrow
I will return
tomorrow
will be a day of gold
so until then
goodnight my dear western sky
look for me to shine
when the morning comes
and the day
is new begun
~