Sun Sets in Beauty

the separateness of ones own world and maintaining an independent view has its cost

Sun Sets in Beauty                                  

 

How many times has the sun set in beauty,

in majestic hues of purple blue,

the fall of night would greet the day,

to relieve the sun of duty,

far on the lonely sea’s horizon,

in wonder beheld by none.

 

How many islands stand all alone,

crying undiscovered, in a wave of palms,

their shimmering waters greet the night,

as the mirrored moonlight shone,

stood patiently yet undiscovered,

waiting for a ship to come.

 

Your sails stark white against the sky,

shining crystal blue though forever wide,

in my heart I leap like a morning tide,

and strain my palms to catch your sights,

hoping you may pass my way.

 

From your ship this isle holds beauty-yes,

but the reefs unknown are a deadly bet,

if there’re harbors safe no one could guess,

it could pull you down in the drowning wet,

if you choose to pass this way.

 

How many waves have caressed this beach,

in folds of green all capped in white,

their whispered sigh like gentle words,

a prayer of hope in each,

far on this lone horizon isle,

in beauty beheld by none.

 

How many ships have passed me by,

sailed far away on the calling breeze,

though tempted by the wave of palms,

passed sadly in the purple night,

as the sunset stained my shimmering waters,

and my heart sank with the tide.

 

I see your sails tall and graceful flying,

you can feel my tides as they pull and sway,

but you hear the call of the vast horizon,

and the wonders there beheld by none,

as you turn and sail away.

 

Now I sit on this beach as the sun sets in beauty,

as the mirrored moonlight softly shines,

and I listen long to the whispering waves,

to understand their prayer-my duty,

in the hope that my heart like the tide will rise,

waiting for a ship to come.

copyright Rikkevi Rue 2010 

all rights reserved

Reviews

[MS. BABy]

I have seen this purple sunset, it filled the orbs with long awaited promise of a land and tidal wave longed for.....beautiful

[Weepingmoon]

Oh how great it is to read your ink once more. Great write!

[Christie Moses]

this is breathtakingly beautiful in a moody and searching way. It made my heart ache because I can relate so deeply to your words.

[Cynthia]

Wonderful poem with beautiful expressing! I agree, you first staza is truly a great and beautiful starting of this poem! Sun set is so beautiful, and when you write down it's beauty, it is just amazing!

[Escape My Fate]

Great poem :)

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like ships passing in the night..what a wonderful metaphor..your first stanza was a great starter and it just got better..really clever innovative stuff..thoughtfully constructed..loved it

[Ruth]

How many times can the heart beat out of time when we miss a chance :)
Beautifully poignant hon, I love your trail of thought through this:)
xx

[sarah]

wonderful poem! truly great

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

exquisite weaving of metaphorical terrains~ word crafting in expertise to touch the self reflective beads of your audience~