Amelia_v

I stand there on the peak.
the sun a bright yellow ball of fire 
slowly falling out of the sky.
clouds turn.
yellow,
orange,
haze of red.
then comes twilight.
a blanket of stars.
pin pricks of light,

I take a deep breath,
thinking hard.
what should I do.
leave the place I have always loved,
 stepping into a new world.
seeing sights,
learning.
or should I stay at home.
holed up.
 doing nothing new.