I don’t take many photo’s of sun up’s or sun downs,
and it’s not that I don’t find them beautiful.
It is just that they are just quite photo’d to death,
they seem to be quite distributional.
Yet the rays when they fall from the sky to the land
is a moment of quiet portray.
That can capture your soul and the sense of your being
and will quietly spirit you away.
Then you find a man,
on the beach with a stove
and many a story to tell.
Back drop the sunset and tales never heard
with a genie and burnt wooden smell.