The Golden Glow

It's golden glow shining in the dark night.
As the sun ascends, it's glow still remains.

It's rare existence pasted on for many generations.
The beauty's presence remaining healthy and undamaged.

Rare. Beautiful. Special.

The golden sun setting into the day shares the same colour.

It's pureness growing bigger and bigger everyday, it's beauty visible.

It's feel...
Rough.
Descending smoother and smoother.

I slowly slip the golden chain around my neck.
It's golden colour shimmering in the spotlight.