Sun setting

I’m sitting, contemplating,
the setting of the sun
like one’s that came before it
and those still yet to come

each share a certain likeness
though with many variations
the hues, the blues, evening dews
the clouds subtle striations

the harsh orb meets horizon
to take it’s final bow
I see days past more clearly
as darkness soothes my brow

I kiss the stars one last time
weary yet embracing night
no more sunsets, no more dawns
to rest in peace, forego the fight