When the sun is not set and the moon is out
It’s a different hue that is spelt out.
The blue sky displays an orange shade
as I stand on my terrace immersed in a similar glaze.
The fiery Sun has calmed a bit as dusk approached,
It made me realize, my being has entered a similar zone.
The blaze of youth have quieted over the years,
The passions that drove the younger me look trivial as twilight appears
The sights that allured me are not worth a second glance.
The sounds of ecstasy are now found in a higher trance.
The orange hue of the sky is looking down upon me,
Just as I look up to understand what it means to me.
I see we have become companions in this eternal story,
The orange hue of my life is waiting for the moon to shine in its full glory.
life from thought to thought 