There is a moment before the sun sets:
A moment between light and dark,
A moment so beautiful and so fleeting, 
A moment we have no control over. 

There is a moment before the sun sets:
A moment between day and night,
A moment so wonderful and so colorful,
A moment we cannot prevent from slipping away. 

In that moment before the sun sets:
We can be angry or we can be grateful, 
We can feel cheated or we can feel honored,
We can turn our backs and leave or we can linger and remember. 

After that moment when the sun sets:
We return to our lives, to our todos, to our worries.
But we are changed by the graceful scene forever etched within our minds, 
If we so choose. A moment of peace. 

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I know I already posted this photograph the other day, but it inspired this poem. The two are one; my hope is that it brings some measure of peace to you when you read it.