An Evening Pondering

I wrote this while watching the sunset last night…

A trick of the light, and I am mystified. And as it fades and digresses and comes to rest beneath the solemn horizon, I bid thee farewell in a moment of grief-stricken silence as the sunset vibrancy transmogrificates into a million shades of grayish-blue, each more somber than the last. At last, the day is done. At long last, we rest in peace another memory dignified, or simply, another day of forgettable rest.

And I am left to ponder and question the day’s motives and consequences and inconsequences. And I am left, in brilliance, to dream up a new day as if I could toss the sun back across the dimming expanse and strategically place my feet based on what I know now of the world that I did not when I struggled to wipe the sleep from my eyes eleven hours ago.

So now I remain a man of questions and questionability, cleansing myself desperately of that which was not, and praying to the One True God for just one more chance tomorrow, as always…

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