excruciatingly,

the sun moves toward the horizon.

Careful!

Keep watching, keep your intent!

You look away and you will miss the point

the vantage point upon a hill so high

from there you can see -

all.

Keep watching.

Slow yourself and flow away

the computations of that other world

that has no place in truth.

Slow yourself until you are aligned

to the movements of the sun,

so red and gold, so wonder full

until it gently, slowly slides

beneath the far horizon

the bridal train of softened hues

majestic.

Stay tauntly aligned

you need to follow with your senses

as you stretch and reach

as from your vision as it fades

another form of contact phases into

ever clearer, ever more profound existence

until you touch and make that contact

resonance connection,

well remembered from

a time before

so that you always know

the sun is here

so that you always know

just where it is

and you can orient yourself

in dusk and dawn,

in deepest, darkest night.