All the thirsty world imploring

[image error]

Photo by Richard Fogg

Come and marvel at the sunset!

Lo—a storm is brooding near,—

All the thirsty world imploring,

In a mood akin to fear…

See the weirdly golden essence

Lurk along, the shades between,

‘Till it drowns and rolls above them

In triumphant glare of sheen.

~ Ruby Archer