The Sun is Setting

The Sun is setting                                                                     

And the Clouds are coming                                           

And the End seems near

But in the Summer the fireflies glow in the night, a dance of tranquility and serenity in the darkness as if they are simply reflections of the stars above

And in the Winter the wolves still howl in the mountains, a chorus of voices striving to be hear among the silence of the darkness

And in the shadows there is nothing, but sometimes nothing is the best thing to turn into something and fill the emptiness that comes with the absence of light 

And in the other side of the world it’s easy to imagine that another lonely little girl is watching the sun rising through her upstairs window.