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The sun

Slowly sinks

Like a hovercraft

Parking

On the Western

Horizon



I shut my eyes

And let the glow

Penetrate my mind

Letting every beam

Warm my soul



Not even the bustle

Of the highway

On my left

Nor the sprawl

Of suburbia

On my right

Can engulf

This narrow

Footpath

Now



For it belongs

To this moment

To me

For me

To see the beauty

Of that

Which graces us

Everyday

And gives us

Life



I reach the end

Of my walk

Like the edge

Of the world

I sit down

At the banks

Of the creek

And continue

To bathe

In sunbeams



Fruitlessly Willing

The hovercraft

To stay afloat

Just a little

Longer



Not even the accumulation

Of carelessly abandoned

Trash in the creek

Nor the sight

Of my dog’s

Freshly despatched

Cargo

Can dampen

The spiritual

Impact

Now



For it is

At this moment

That I

Alone

See the beauty

Of that

Which graces us

Everyday

And gives us

Life



Solaris