Into the Sunset
We are facing the sunset, in the afternoon light,
while shadows stretch eastward over the hills.
Music selected from the radio waves
has blinded my senses in reverie's glare.
Wind stirs a memory, that hijacks our car,
sifting through windows to sharpen the air.
Against the orange brilliance, that is stinging my eyes,
someone I remember is saying goodbye.
I thought I'd forgiven, the years and the cost,
of saying farewell, as I watched those days die,
but the ghost of my spirit, had nearly been lost.
Now roads I travel, are smoother than then...
with faded old lines, bleached by the sun,
tall weeds and boulders, lining each shoulder
just as they did when that story began.
Faded with time, and jade are the hills,
surrounding the highway, I remember so well.
Grasses snake down, into rocky dry slopes,
far into horizons where the sun disappears.
Just when you think, a wound is forgotten,
you're facing the sunset, of a new summer solstice.
You remember the dust and a place we pulled over,
where we looked up the hill, through a break in the trees
Where we mimicked the sun with enormous goodbyes
The radio plays many songs of regret
and rejection still stings, with the same blinding pain.
Burning bright on the rise, of so many farewells,
where the haze of the sunset, was never the same.
Light rolls around, to the place it is from
unreeling those things, which can't be undone.
Now I reach for the hand, of the one that I will love
who was there, in the shadows for our life to begin
I have never forgotten, but forgiveness will come
It will follow the asphalt, slowly into the sun
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For Contest: "Sunset"
Sponsor: Skat
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