The sun moves across the sky
Like a pen upon paper
As the day passes slowly by
The ink glimmers caught in each ray
Discerning the night - from the day
The paper is coral and wide
Clouds are horizontal
Along the page, they divide
Within the shining deep, there is more to see
Like the connotation in verses of poetry
The dawn is creation
The dusk the conclusion
The light our illumination
Sun`s movement the illusion
As eyes move when reading words on a page
So Terra is dancing, her pirouettes on a stage
When midnight sets on your dreams
And your`e caught in motionless stagnation
And every attempt you make seems
To conclude in hopelessness and frustration
Do not give in, to the darkness`s deception
Keep moving forward
Until your motion, changes your perception.
Composed By: Andrew Drucker
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