I watch the sunrise

And wonder where

It is going and what

It has to show to the

Wold again

No envy is there in my


For its restrictions on

Finding a friend as it

Chases the shadows

Of night away

What is it that the sun

Is looking for

That endless circle of

This little earth in hope

To see

That which is hidden

From thee in the fast

Receding darkness

Which does not want to

Be in your warmth

And glow

As I watch the sunset

I truly know

It has not found

That thing which it

Does seek

To rise again and see all

Of man longingly

Waiting to greet

Thee once again

I watch the sun rise

And weep for it’s pain