Mountain and Hills

The journey of the sun

She set there with endurance.

Blossoming to her last breath.

Before the next one.

The beginning and end.

Orange red she wore.

As she separated the hard times

From the fly ones.

Flourishing the beautiful land.

As time went by.

Flowers followed her.

As she moved from east to west.

Separating the known from the new.

Joyful are those whom saw her.

As she rose from the debt of the ocean.

Agony struck to those whom saw her nap.

Between the two vast hills.