Only That the Sun Sets

Only once does the sun set -
And only then are we made
To see that this is so

We are stripped of reason, allowed to think,
But not allowed to think in ways that we know

We may turn to words later,

If there is a later -

But, for the moment,
It only matters that the sun sets:

The light shimmers on the sea;
The clouds burn red and disappear forever

Therefore, let us greet
The sunset in reverent wonder,
And become the colors we are given
In lieu of the words, we cannot say,
Turning gold and scarlet, too
 With the last of all beauties
We shall ever behold.

Let us, in fulfillment of our universe,
Put away what eludes our ability to know

 And take in only the images
That we have felt and shared,
Even before there was a sea
And a sun to set upon it.