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by resisting reason Sep 23, 2008 category : Life, society / other
The tree line is the background Just a silhouette against the September sky The sun has set But the horizon still glows It's a soft kind of color Similar to an autumn rose And just like the rose The sky's color fades The pedals wilt and shrivel As the sky goes away Then the stars come To shine and shimmer In the hearts of both Saints and sinners As we gaze at the cosmos And the heaven where angels reside Nothing seems to matter under the September sky Because even though we feel small Calm and unafraid The sun will rise again And begin another day So we can live our lives Waiting for the stars To come back out And steal our hearts Gazing at the September sky Hoping we go there when we die