A sunset in the summer in the city is a sight to behold,
a site, like your life,
which is being built and unbuilt
before your very eyes, being so freely found
and just as easily lost
e-v-e-r-y s-e-c-o-n-d
it draws closer to its death
and yet also, to its rebirth.
Don't you just want your life to unfold like that?
Like a sunset being pulled to its own end,
not with fear but with changing beauty and steadfast grace,
accepting with gladness that every last drop of color within it
is a gift which must be given back.
And so, with joy!
let us take stock of what we have,
and then spread it out like a feast.
Let go of your life every day,
like a last supper summer sunset.
Look closely
at those colorful souls around you
as if they were a sunset in a cup,
and then drink up.
-me
Good day to you all. I thought that maybe, in the bleakness of winter, you could use a little reminder of your own color and light. Love you!!!
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