He held it

With his hands

Before it went down

His heart was in sync

With the Son/Sun he longed to hold

His hand shivered from the heat

He wanted more of it

A shooting star shoots to different angles

But the Sun always goes down

Therefore he kneeled down

And said a prayer

Hoping to meet the Sun

As his knees kissed the ground

Ada-Lady

Photo cred : Kutlwano Leserwane