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I
Nearly Missed the Sunset
I nearly
missed the sunset tonight.
I nearly missed the departure of the last sun kissed clouds for
the day
By assuming the puffy gray clouds that rolled in with the late
afternoon fog
Would obscure any possibility of a colorful end to the day.
I prepared to close the curtains.
Yet just as the gray clouds submerged into a deeper charcoal
colored horizon
Brilliant salmon streaks reached out from underneath the dark
side of the fog bank,
Reflecting the last moments of glorious rays, as the crimson sun
set along the coast.
Had the afternoon ended with a bright, clear blue sky,
The sunset would have been flat and uneventful
Without any clouds to reflect God’s final sensuous gift of the
day.
Such it is with life.
A dull and mundane day can end with a brief, unexpected glimmer
of light
Surprising us with moments of joy, even through the fog bank of
despair.
An excerpt from Where the Red Tailed Hawk Flies
Copyright 2006 by Gabriella Graham/Red Tailed Hawk Publishing |
