''Au revoir '' , said the setting Sun,
Sliding down the western horizon, -
Painted gold and crimson all over,
Richer than ever in its glamour.
My eyes followed it till the point,
It was no longer visible there,
And then began to speculate
where it suddenly disappeared!
Was it the end of a glorious journey,
Across the endless firmament,
Or the continuance of the same,
On the other side of the big sphere?
Where all over the land and seas,
A whole living world be getting up,
Refreshed from a night's good sleep,
To welcome the new day ahead.
While here, we are keenly waiting,
For the evening shadows to deepen,
So to wind up the day's labour,.
And rest in the night's silent hours.
But neither we nor those living,
On the other side of the globe,
Ever wish the Sun to stop and rest,
As that would endanger our own existence,
And take its appearance for granted,
On the eastern horizon each morning,
To ensure the continuance of life
With light and warmth forever!
