Sun Setting Over Water

Shining serene and brilliant,
Most beautiful in its dying hour,
The Sun’s golden light bathes my face
As it sinks in triumph beneath the waves.

Shall I take this example
And glory in my setting with bright joy?
I shall not rise in the morning
Or illuminate the eastern sky.

I have made my peace.
I turn from the Sun to their dear faces
And, with a victorious smile,
I board the ship embraced by rays of gold
And sail into the west with grace.

- Orangeblossom Took