and there –

on the horizon –

setting sun…

 

did you make a difference today?

did you color outside the lines?

did you disallow the urge to follow cadence?

march instead to the beat of your own drum?

 

i find it oh so intriguing the way sunlight captures day,

holds it – indisposed,

then sets it free…

 

and once again nightfall.

prelude to the possibility of –

(another day of) anything,

 

or – nothing…