We look to the west
At the end of another day,
Just in time to see
The sun packing its light away.

A huge red ball
Hovers on top of the hill,
It looks magnificent,
Wonderful, yet almost unreal.

We know that when
This mighty sun slips from our view,
It does not leave us, just
Lingers, hidden, waiting to start a day anew.

And so too, God
Who created that awesome sun,
Does not always seem
To be in view for everyone.

When times are dark
The sun seems so far away,
But God is there,
Quietly wait on Him and pray.

God is true and faithful
Just as the rising sun,
That time to shine will follow
When the hours of dark are done.

Sharon Hurlow