02-26-22

In the moment,
the air stilled,
the clouds started to part,
the light started to shine through the thick clouds
like lightning in a storm.

As time ticks by,
a new chilly breeze gently brushed past my fingers,
causing them to slowly turn into icicles. 

My eyes don't leave the sunset, 
not for a second, 
I watch the sun slowly set,
the golden light mixing with the light blue sky. 

In the moment,
the air is still, 
clouds have parted, 
my fingers are icicles, 
and the sunset has gone,
leaving me with the stars.

The stars shine bright and true, 
leading the way for a new adventure,
making way for the unexpected