A Goodnight Kiss
As I watch the sun trade places with the stars,
I am overwhelmed with the understanding
that beauty isn't diminished in darkness.
The grass is still green
the flowers still smell
and the intricacies of every inch of our world
remain.
The limitations of my vision do not determine the world around me.
Reality does not bend to what I cannot see.
As the sun nods off to sleep,
she does not leave without a kiss goodnight.
She pulls the color from the earth
and into the sky
to remind us in a whole new palate
just how much beauty exists in each day.
So kiss her back;
marvel at the painted skies and dazzling stars,
and rest in the knowing that
the beauty of the day
remains.
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