sunset on a summer's eve

I crave the fulfilling solitude you allow me. Never more beautiful from one night to the next, only different. Never discouraging; never harsh or cruel; always bountiful and bright; always there each night. Counted on... never disappointing.
I crave the last rays of the day on my face... and the evening wind tousling my hair. Things become clearer in the light of night... even if to fog up moments later. Sunsets will be my west... with the Earth beneath me... searching for the moon, I clutch myself and breathe deep.