Only after the Sun has set
do I set out, sunlight
waned from gold to red
gone, but still,
in the deepening dusk,
the last of the day lingers
after even the embers
have gone to ashes;
opening myself to it
the vast, wide sky extends
down into my mind,
and I'm no more
than a part of the landscape,
all separation illusion,
until the night closes in
before appears the first star.
09.10.2025
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