Lauren and I were taking the tro home from work today and we saw this beautiful golden sun setting behind the Flagstaff House, Ghana’s parliament building. It was quite gorgeous, with gold and pink rays of light scattering all over the glassy building, and I went to lean over and snap a picture but quickly remembered that pictures of government buildings are illegal. So instead I took my journal out of my backpack and scribbled a few lines down to try to capture the moment somehow:
Bright
Sun
Shining
Golden
Soft crimson pink
Surrounding skies
Fume-filled air
Dust-stained eyes
Day stretches its might
Into final moments of light
Flagstaff’s own golden structure
Battles with God’s fading face
Rosy yellows comingle
Across rising window panes
I watch sun sink
And building speed by
Beauty is perfected
Just before it dies
I’m so glad you didn’t take a picture. Your poem left a vivid picture. I am so enjoying the articles.
Love it! Thanks for posting!