dustlight

A little something I wrote a few days ago - it was at that time nearing sunset when the house is illuminated with filtered rays of sunlight..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The day takes on new light as it draws to an end 

The rays scatter particles - stillness stands and 

Sifts the air. I wear this haziness like a breath 

Enumerating days with these wishful prayers: 

May it send us with a light that will not depart at end.