The sun will set and call the curtain
The days end with rising light
Brightly shining mirroring might . . . sailing high . . . into inky night
Till another day sends the darkness away . . . starting with a sliver . . . a ray . . . a cracking
Then spilling out as time continuing.
We stride along with it . . . our daily lives . . . taking note of changes in the sky.
Join Carolyn for Muse Day.