At the beach at dusk
when the sun about to depart sneaks through clouds
colors burst
in golden yellows.
Another day has gone
I’m going
but I watch for a while
and linger
before I finally say
goodbye.
I want to stay
but I should go
for the call of tomorrow
grows louder
drowning
the noise of yesterday
slowly sinking into the
ocean of now.
I see
before me
this image
of an ending
it’s dark
and light,
why life
is not blank
it’s filled with colors.