A thrill of hope
caught me by surprise.
I didn’t recognize it at first.
It was a beautiful sunset, yes,
but I’ve seen them before.
But this one was
unrelenting,
full of
saturated color
in shades of
ochre,
violet,
gold,
magenta,
crimson.
It cycled through colors
in time with breath.
Breath in.
Breath out.
A new shade.
I couldn’t look away.
And then at one point,
I wouldn’t look away.
I took a detour to get
more time with the colors.
When I arrived home
I told the kids to run upstairs
to see the show in the sky.
It’s then I remember that
my day started with
a gorgeous sunrise.
And now the perfect bookend:
a sunset painted
in the sky,
with liquid color.
Visually astounding,
but also a cacophony
of
hope.
Color ushers in
wonder.
Wonder
ushers
in
hope.
You never let me forget.
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