Sunset

Watching the sun as it sinks in the sky
Is quite an incredible thing;
It makes me aware of how tiny we are,
Though to our self-importance we cling.

Perfectly circular, yellow, and huge
It slowly slides into the sea,
Not really conscious or giving a hoot
That it is the sky's V.I.P.

And people line up with their cameras set,
Awestruck and caught in the magic;
And as it descends they forget, for a bit,
All the rest of life - comic or tragic.

There aren't too many diversions like this
That can blot all our worries and cares;
That's the sunset's true power to me, though of course
With a rainbow, it hardly compares...