Paint Me a Sunset

Some days are already way too long before they end. On some days, the things you wanted to do, you couldn't accomplish and the things you didn't want to do, you couldn't help but do so that you could get them out of the way so that you can accomplish what you need to accomplish tomorrow...or the next day or even the day after that. Some days, it's hard not to wonder if there is a boat somewhere that you were supposed to be on, but you missed it.

Then comes the sunset from the Master Artists hand. And you just forget about it all and watch. Because you can't help it. Like a sponge, it draws all of those things out of you, and you can rest to begin again.