afternoon sun
still feels the way it always did
dampering eyes
warming the touch
setting the day into
smooth
easy
languid
steps
sitting
stillness
aspirations washed along
with the currents of light
resurfacing downstream
rearing heads
in the calm flow of evening
also just the same as they always were
always promise
and mights
and maybes
under the blanket of
cool
dark
quiet
comes possiblity
potential
or even nothing at all
but for now
a moment
golden
shimmering
sun
and the feeling
of forgotten memories
and old friends
under another sky
a different day
in the desert
in the park
in the city
on the river
in the houses
on the rooftops
at the shore
a million miles
a million miles
all came here today
on the boughs of the breeze
and the light seeping in.