Sunset Sonnet

Horizon’s edge, the water’s arcing skin,

Now waits beneath the sinking eye of Ra.

As I behold the golden path begin,

I rot within depression’s sharken maw.

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From where the sun and Earth do dare to kiss.

Soft waves caress the shore with Mother’s grace,

Though none may know the depths of my abyss:

Salt water hides the tears upon my face,

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Where sunlight meets the liquid edge of earth,

Reflects the long and blinding golden lane.

This moment beckons, promising rebirth,

Or night’s embrace, at last, to end the pain.

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A path of light reaches to where I stand,

But where I was: just footprints in the sand.