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35.  SUNRISE TO SUNSET 

 

As much as its dazzling rays of light stupendously

astonished me; I was in profound admiration of it

slipping gently down the ethereal horizons,

 

As much as its fiery inferno of unstoppable radiance

brilliantly illuminated every part of me; I was in

profound admiration of its majestically changing

color; as the hours crept by,

 

As much as its blazing shades veritably catapulted

towards the ultimate zenith of paradise; I was in

profound admiration of it fluttering nervously as

winds of evening inevitably took over their toll,

 

As much as its ocean of tantalizingly sizzling

brightness mystically spell bounded me; I was in

profound admiration of it winking flirtatiously from

amidst the clouds; as nightfall was about to descend by,

 

As much as its golden aura of supreme Omnipotence

enshrouded each of my impoverished senses; I was in

profound admiration of it dancing in timid submission;

after its spell of the dazzling morning came to an end,

 

As much as its Omnipresent charisma enthralled me

beyond the realms of pragmatic control; I was in

profound admiration of its ravishingly fading persona;

as inexplicably enigmatic shadows descended by,

 

As much as its poignantly scarlet countenance caressed

me from all ends; I was in profound admiration of it

sleeping like an angel; all throughout the domains of

the seductively exotic night,

 

As much as its vibrantly dancing flames stupefied me

into meek submission towards the ground; I was in

profound admiration of its nimble acceptance of

transient blackness; before it could once again and

roaringly shine,

 

As much as its Omniscient glow mesmerized me beyond

the boundaries of enamoring paradise; I was in

profound admiration of its drastically fading

complexion as it bid the earth an ephemeral goodbye,

 

As much as its incomprehensibly invincible tenacity

left me searching for breath; I was in profound

admiration of its gorgeously new born pink; as

resplendence stars transcended the sky,

 

As much as its sacrosanct aura enthralled me into

ebulliently soaring euphoria; I was in profound

admiration of its charmingly flickering rays;

eventually dissolving into short lived darkness,

 

As much as its trail of flamboyant fire incredulously

made me its humble slave; I was in profound admiration

of its blissfully melodious harmony as the hours

gradually cascaded by,

 

As much as its profusely majestic shimmer engendered

me to convolute into clouds of unparalleled ecstasy; I

was in profound admiration of its sedately contented

visage; as it settled to relish the breeze of the

star- studded midnight,

 

As much as its irrefutably princely demeanor made me

gasp in stunned and utter disbelief; I was in profound

admiration of its handsomely extinguishing light; as

it immortally resolved to rise once again,

 

As much as its unequivocal grandiloquence granted me

the tenacity to lead a countless more lives; I was in

profound admiration of its amber mellow; as it shrunk

serenely behind the poignant hills,

 

As much as its ingratiatingly captivating beams

seduced me into a web of overwhelming mysticism; I was

in profound admiration of its rhapsodic enthrallment;

as it coalesced wholesomely with the undulating sea,

 

As much as its tumultuously compassionate aura

pacified all my traumatically agonized apprehensions

in life; I was in profound admiration of its divinely

silent withdrawal from the cosmos; as the onset of

every dusk,

 

As much as its insurmountably flaming aura ignited

fireballs of untamed passion in my every dreary night;

I was in profound admiration of its nascently slim

horizons; as it took the plunge into oblivion for some hours,

 

As much as its remarkably stringent rays fumigated

each iota of my despondently dreary countenance; I was

in profound admiration of its marvelous obeisance;

dissipating into a festoon of gorgeous empathy; as it

gave way to the Moon,

 

And as much as its brilliantly fresh rays made me

salute it till countless births of mine; as immortal

SUNRISE; I was in profound admiration of it melanging

gloriously with the tepid horizons; settling deep

within my heart and soul as fantastic SUNSET