The Death of a Star
As the sun melts into the lake,
The sky erupts in a mess of bright colours.
Splashes of orange, red and yellow paint a breathtaking landscape.
This moment, when the sun meets the lake, seems to last forever.
The colours spread and darken more and more,
Like the work of an indecisive artist,
Who vies to stay true to his art.
And even when the sun disappears altogether,
The colours linger.
These phantoms, slowly dying out,
Hold onto the memory of a blazing sun
Who once brought light and warmth.
But as they fade into the night,
Darkness falls on the meaningless world we call Home.
By Sophie Dufresne