The sun

Setting over the Portside,

Casting hues of purples, oranges and blues over the horizon,

My heart racing as my mind is contemplating my existence and,

Honoring another day’s end,

Some other people standing taking pictures from their perceptions of the best viewing position,

It’s funny the way this occurrence makes so many of us stop in our tracks and say,

“Wow, there it goes, isn’t it so incredible?”

I rarely take pictures anymore because the painting the universe splatters across the sky is so

Unforgettable,

Just for a little while I feel so peaceful and untouchable,

As if even my problems and worries took a minute to appreciate the spectacle.