Sundown

And the sun
Having risen into darkness
Outshines the stars
And moves to its place in the heavens
Above homes and houses.
Over the high-rises and the towers,
Over trees and mountains,
Above the stately earth and the sombre seas,
The day grows long
And breakfasts become lunchtimes become tea times
And the slow slipping sun
Drops toward the same sea or ground
A thousand miles removed.
It falls behind forest and hill,
Falls behind buildings and dwellings
Into the other place below the land
Where the stars have gone
And darkness lies in wait for light to match it.
Having fallen
Having set
The sun.

Moon Cycle

Sundown

Star Fields

Sunless

Eclipse

Dead of Night

© Brian Hiill 1997