How?
How do you say goodbye—
to the flight of sunset?
When you’ve lived,
so long, within
Its golden light?
How do you say goodbye—
to the beauty,
whose warmth, seems
forever right?
The glory of the sun
will set, due to no fault
of its own.
The glory of the sun
will set, because someone,
has called the light
home.
So what do you do?
When the lights—
go out?
When the darkness
avails? Where grief
and pain roam, or
even shouts?
Just rest in the
fact—that night,
however strong,
is temporal…
And that she will
rise, yet again—
reunited, no longer
to be alone.
Benjamin Thomas
The Writing Train: Join the locomotion 
Dear Benjamin Thomas,
I concur with you as I read your poem, and I am resonating with you and your poetry by saying goodbye to the flight of sunset as follows with my musical composition entitled “The Sunset Lingers On”:
Let us savour the enchanting music as we witness a new horizon and journey towards a lingering sunset just as the treasured essences of Mother Earth bid us an evening farewell during the twilight hours, as we “say goodbye — to the beauty, whose warmth, seems forever right”.
Thank you for your excellent poem. I hope that you enjoy savouring my musical composition entitled “The Sunset Lingers On” and how it complements your post entitled “Goodbye Sunset”.
Yours sincerely,
SoundEagle🦅
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