Almost like a pendulum
the sun swung around;
On its morning path it went
spilling colors along;
Birds chirped in tune
like in a cuckoo clock;
A view to behold: drawn on every horizon
wherever someone waited in anticipation.
One Sun, two sun-events (sunrise and sunset), infinite horizons, numberless combinations of clouds, water droplets and dust in the air, countless backgrounds, incalculable frames of mind and limitless words in our single lifetime.