Examination of politics, work, spirituality, and life in this strange circus that is the US.
Saturday, October 6, 2012
the pink of the sky
Now has come the time of beautiful sunsets. Somehow fall brings those long washes of color that pull at the heart. I left work and hurried through the home-goers to see the lake turn pink under the sunset sky. What a tender time autumn is. All the lushness of summer is tumbling down, making me open to the beauty as it flees. That feeling of loss before it happens has such tenderness. Ah, the pink of sky and lake. It is passing away even as the light fractures again unbidden tears.