Clouds at sunset

Low clouds hush the ocean.
In the space between the two, the day’s coda blazes lavishly, like the last firework.
Slate gray silence follows.

A wisp of rainbow

Parting thought of the setting sun.

(Observed from a viewing area close to the Mauna Kea Visitor Information Station, Big Island of Hawai’i)

The setting sun grabs the eyes.
I look at the brightest object in the sky.
But it blinds me to the beauty that is next to it.

I move my head slightly to the left and the sun exits my field of view.
I see the dramatic clouds, the paling sky and the unruffled ocean.

A spider spun its web on a parsley flower head.
Dewdrops like tiny pearls.
It happened outside my window.

No longer night,
not yet day.
A moment of nacreous light.
Suspended.

Invasion of the garden nasturtium.

The sun sets every day, each day in a different way.
I watch the sunset to honor the day that is ending.

This is my new playground.
I start by sharing views.
Thoughts will follow.