Ring Me a Farewell

The sun had glowed the brightest when it began to set. It had traveled completely around the ring of fire, of ice, of life. It had flared fiercly at the world below and it had pushed through the crowded canopy of the earth. And it gazed at the creations at their minds, at their skillful hands, at their diligent work. At the end of the day, it had done its job. But with the most illuminating brilliance it fell under the horizon. And it remebered when it traveled far below the sea, when it had overcome the monstrous waves. And yet managed to stay intact with its own magintude. And as it set, that's when its luminescence whispered farewell to existence.