The Red Sun by Karen Van Outryve

Aesthetic Realism Online Library Poetry by Karen Van Outryve

A blazing winter sunset, as seen from a window in a very tall building, made for a feeling that the moment is at one with eternity. Even as it fades and disappears, the fidelity of the sun can be felt. —Karen Van Outryve

The Red Sun

The earth now turns
And we no longer see the sun.
But it was a red sun.
It was a red sun!
So red
So red
I never will forget
Though now we only see
The light reflected from the clouds above
And they appear to be
The very floor of Heaven.
The clouds are glowing
The red sun is there.
The red sun will be there
Forever.

© by Karen Van Outryve

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