The sun will set tonight at 6:02 PM, Central Daylight Savings Time. Sunset is the day’s chapter end, and the denouement comes in many shades.
I love the innocent melancholy of a pink-blue sky. Can a sunset feel regret?
I love the burnt orange clouds veiling a gold-hot sun. Can a sunset taste like sherbet?
I love the simmer of a blood red sun as it evaporates against the horizon. Can a sunset fall in love?
I love the lingering promise of an amethyst hue. Can a sunset be bashful?
I love the salmon-gray remains of a stormy day. Can a sunset smell the rain?
Everything that has a beginning will have an ending. My wish is that every ending realizes its potential to be a sunset. My promise is to believe it.