A sunset splashed across a canvas,
Clouds scattered like
strewn paper across a floor.
Waves racing to grasp at
escaping sand,
Before the night swallows
everything in its path.
But don’t sigh and turn
away, for now the magic begins,
For like a theatre, the
lights will dim and a hush greets the crowd.
A distant song that has no
words, serenades for those who care,
To stop their laborious
work and listen for awhile.
It’s not a song about
money, or paying for your way,
But a call to join
together, and unite for peace and love.
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