will be

the day flows an ocean to night time ebb takes away the sun an attitude of tide come and go thoughts like little shells washed over and over rolled in the sand the day that was to its rest then turn and turn toward another what will be will be ~

sunlight at dusk

oh my sunlight I don’t believe I could make a better day oh oh my my sun-night who would … who could believe a better way? sunlight run like a river sunlight in-between the clouds sunshine all-light giver I can’t believe you still you coming down ~