Into the fiery horizon the sun plunges and projects its rays
To caress the strong boughs of
The ancient trees. As Apollo sinks lower,
Sparks shoot into the darkening sky and never burn out.
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The trees awake after the sun's departure. Wonderful description of the sunset and the trees waking up from slumber.