Winter: Tonight: Sunset

Tonight at sunset walking on the snowy road,
my shoes crunching on the frozen gravel, first

through the woods, then out into the open fields
past a couple of trailers and some pickup trucks, I stop

and look at the sky. Suddenly: orange, red, pink, blue,
green, purple, yellow, gray, all at once and everywhere.

I pause in this moment at the beginning of my old age
and I say a prayer of gratitude for getting to this evening

a prayer for being here, today, now, alive
in this life, in this evening, under this sky.


  1. Thank you, David, for this beautiful piece of loveliness. I awoke today remembering how grateful I am for my feet. I even hope to begin knitting socks for myself and others as a remembrance of our wonderful feet. Years ago I came to see feet as my soul. So this adds another grateful dimension. Thank you, David. Bless your soul, too!

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