David Cauldwell

Guardian of the Sunset

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Guardian of the Sunset

from 381.91
  • Prints on high gloss, high quality photo paper using archival inks

  • From a LIMITED EDITION of 22 (per size)

  • FREE shipping

  • Signed and numbered Certificate of Authenticity

  • Print comes with its own unique poem (click ‘More Info’), printed on high quality photo paper, A4 sized, which could be hung next to the print

  • Print only, not framed

  • Commissions available (info@davidcauldwell.com)

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  • Prints on high gloss, high quality photo paper using archival inks

  • From a LIMITED EDITION of 22 (per size)

  • FREE shipping

  • Signed and numbered Certificate of Authenticity

  • Print comes with its own unique poem (click ‘More Info’), printed on high quality photo paper, A4 sized, which could be hung next to the print

  • Print only, not framed

  • Commissions available (info@davidcauldwell.com)

GUARDIAN OF THE SUNSET

Before the first ever before and way beyond that
A thief did prowl in the glare of a solar ray
His mission: to bring a jewel back to the temple
Of his alien culture
So he roamed the outer reaches of the universe
Yet never on his travels
Did he see anything so marvellous
As a sunset
A jewel in the galaxy
But how do you steal the sun without nobody noticing?
How do you carry it through the arctic resistance of space
Without diminishing its illumination?
How do you present such grandeur at close temple quarters
Without frying alien retina?
The thief had stomach hungry and volcanic
And so did swallow the sun
Plunging planets into darkness
The sun seared a scapegoat for abandoning solar station
Hijacked, it shone in skies so foreign
So far away
That it burnt extra bright
Striving for astral attention
Beaconing messages with solar flares
To be returned to its rightful place
Who will recognise the plight of the sun
 When it’s too bright to look?
Sun held fast in new home
Never allowed to sink
Eternal effervescence expected
So the land it did bake
Alien beings died dustily on desolate plains
Extinguished the kingdom will always be
When harm done to others
For the sake of personal illumination
When universal law to nourish all for continued expansion
Is flouted by those too afraid to believe
That they, too, are the sun

Poem comes printed on A4-sized paper, unframed

Poem comes printed on A4-sized paper, unframed