The Fall of the Sun

Over the desert,shaded in black and white: I lost the sun to the chromatic depth of night. When I swooned in agony to the moon, My swaying heart betrayed in sorrow so soon. And my child, lost like the falling sun a prisoner, out of love, the only fallen one; The clouds said not of what they saw maybe the stars would tell more from gospel maw. I screamed in angstat the vaulted heavens. The high expanse I could not reach, But I was baked, as whole bread leavens, and found my sun laid on the beach. God, how I longed to hold, this I beseech: than die in arms of light, a loving father who cannot teach.