These four shots were taken a few seconds apart, in chronological order, as the sun was setting. Each one has a shift in the amount of light and color. Overall, the color drained away as the sun set.
Below is a poem posted in the 'Poetry in Motion' program in the MTA subways of New York:
"Heaven
Patrick Phillips, b. 1970
It will be the past
and we'll live there together
Not as it was to live
but as it is remembered
It will be the past.
We'll all go back together
Everyone we ever loved,
and lost, and must remember.
It will be the past.
And it will last forever.
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