When evening comes,

my time to sit and reflect,

thoughts are soft and transient like heat-lightning

No worries about tomorrow or the varied outcomes

I leave the consequences unchecked

when evening comes

A quiet space can be enlightening

if I dare to embrace

my time to sit and reflect

And with the approaching dawn

my soul is refreshed 

My thoughts are soft and transient like heat-lightning

Photo: mine

Prompts: OctPoWriMo Day 14, #moonmystic, #wordsofglass