The tangerine ball
makes haste gravity's way
a legend to rise and fall
with a circumscribing ray
Rays reach out
to the heavenly night watchman
and without a doubt
they will do their dance again
Rise and fall
but always out of reach
not quite connecting at all
the day and night each
At the horizon's border
where the sun's ray reaches the moon
so might the day and night grow shorter
that i may reach you soon.
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