Unusual and challenging times continue as the sun finally sets on 2020 and we begin the climb through 2021.
But sunsets, while farewelling the day, contain an incredible beauty and the rays of new days and new hopes ahead.
So time to take a deep breathe and take it easy for a couple of days.
To help you relax please enjoy some glorious images of the sun setting over Port Phillip Bay which is the gateway from the sea to our beautiful city of Melbourne.
And there is no better way to conclude today than with Bring me the sunset in a cup by American C19th poet Emily Dickinson. 1
You can read it to yourself or listen to the poem being read by Anna Minor.
Bring me the sunset in a cup
Reckon the morning's flagons up
And say how many Dew
Tell me how far the morning leaps
Tell me what time the weaver sleeps
Who spun the breadth of blue!
Write me how many notes there be
In the new Robin's ecstasy
Among astonished boughs
How many trips the Tortoise makes
How many cups the Bee partakes
The Debauchee of Dews!
Also, who laid the Rainbow's piers
Also, who leads the docile spheres
By withes of supple blue?
Whose fingers string the stalactite
Who counts the wampum of the night
To see that none is due?
Who built this little Alban House
And shut the windows down so close
My spirit cannot see?
Who'll let me out some gala day
With implements to fly away
Emily Dickinson 1