Constituting the incomprehensible vastness of this huge universe,
Hundreds and thousands of uncountable drops of a prodigious heavenly body,
Lingering through the horizon and leaving its footsteps across the limitless sky.
As Hemera bids goodbye, the bright glare of the sun seeps into slumber,
Nyx emerges out from some undivulged place when the night as dark as Erebus obscures the shimmering reflected light at the skyline.
The resol disseminating across the vast ocean, marking the cockcrow of the day,
Causes the somnolent person to rise into epiphany in a trice when the soothing camhanaich of the daybreak fills his space.
Dusk and dawn are the perfect epitome of unfulfilled love,
They are just moments apart, yet they can never touch each other,
And, then the ethereal light of "thousand splendid suns" will cross the sea,
Painting the sky with vintage shades of scarlet and yellow,
Sway away your mind to the thoughts of some unknown hiraeth that will never be yours,
And those ineffable feelings will lend a touch of aurora in the sunset.