Softly, silently, sun slips into oblivion
taking the day daringly, into a night's
raising moon, meeting star's shining -
head on till by dawn blending begins
glowing, growing brighter - bringing
sun's retreat rising rosy, puts 24 hour
palette painting poetry picturesquely
until poems poured out are art in ink. 
at 02:53
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