Creator’s daily sets are breathtaking. Earlier I saw the Sky’s blue tunic begin to embrace dusk.

How the clouds cradled the Sun just right.
Revealing a large triangular ray of light.

How a soda bottle danced back & forth on the high way at Jack or Jill’s request.

How the thirst of a man’s Spirit can’t be quenched by Cold water.

How words are brick for everything.

In a city filled with compromise prefects, impatient clowns & bright sparks.

All got gifted.