The Race of the Sun

A ball of fire dashes across the heavens

It races with a burning hot light

It throws its warmth and shine upon the earth

And makes the atmosphere bright

And then it disappears

Its race comes to end as it sinks below

A darkness spreads across the land

Starting in the east it leaves the west a last glow

As the darkness settles over the earth

A calm fills the cool silent air

A peace and quiet that puts to sleep

The wild noises of the mind's blare

So take it or leave it

This lesson from God's creation

There's a time for dancing and shining

And then for silent contemplation

Not exactly sure how this picture relates, but there is a time for Thai rolled ice cream.