Hail from The Land of Sunsets.
Sun ruling our lives.
From pouring rain,
In torrentials –
Begging for Sol’s light through grey clouds.
Then withering under her embrace,
As forests burn in drought Summers.
Heat.
Smoke.
Homes to ash.
Dawn.
Dusk.
Twilight.
She disappears each eve,
Over the Pacific.
Hail From The Land of Sunsets.
