Sunset Pedagogies III

Never let the sunset for the future
Before the sun could rise today
But never strive too hard
To flung or halt its revolution
For it will burn you with all your hopes
Where someone else will build their dreams
While you mordantly brood
Inside the ring of fire that abjures
Your involution to your own fate
The sun would rise and it will sink
And you will learn a mimicry
That the ocean had learn in history -
Its ancient mirror reflecting the light
Its absence or presence,
Because love and submission
Takes the same form
But beats a different rhythm
Carries a different suffering
And elates with different oblivions
In the color of the dusk
A contrast pitch higher with gloom
Than the sedate calm of dawn
Your heart will sink - with everything
That kept it intact for a long time
You shall acquaint with its pedagogies
And wish to traverse the nomadic stride
Of the eternal sunset in your life.

poem by Norman Santos
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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