Sunset Walk
Look, over there,
a pink orange surprise
above the dark outline
of trunk and branch hugging
the horizon
Sunsets, like every leaf ever made,
never look the same,
and the sky never gets bored in its
end-of-the-day palette
of Easter hues
Lately, colors have been heightened,
the crisp green of leaves, bold
contrast to the blushing rose
and white jasmine, whose fragrances
linger long after we pass by
The streets are poignantly empty,
even of car sounds,
and the ground shimmers
in the pale light, as if not quite
substantial any more
It is possible to breathe quietly
under such a sunset,
and let fear and worry dissolve
under the sky
like watercolors
Lovely thank you
Takes me back in time…. thank you.