I spent the day basking in his light and now he is almost gone from sight. A bittersweet to the days long end. A sorrow parting from my friend. Waiting for the moon to rise and brighten up the eastern sky. A pastime that is sad and true, colors, shades, hues of blue.
I am curious how he shines so bright, all day long and then at night setting down in the western sky. Slipping down right out of sight. He goes so far away but always comes back the next day.
Much Love 💜 Much Life