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