Sunset

Blog #13

Thursday.

Today was our last day camping with The People of the Big River. We camped at Yachats North (San Marin), Oregon. I was able to see the sunset for the first time and it was simply beautiful. It happens faster than you can imagine, and for a moment I was able to see the sun fall slowly behind the waves of the ocean. I can’t describe in words how it felt but this poem might:

“HEARTWORK

Each day is born with a sunrise
and ends in a sunset, the same way we
open our eyes to see the light, 
and close them to hear the dark.
You have no control over
how your story begins or ends.
But by now, you should know that
all things have an ending.
Every spark returns to darkness.
Every sound returns to silence.
And every flower returns to sleep
with the earth.
The journey of the sun
and the moon is predictable.
But yours
is your ultimate
ART.” 
― 
Suzy Kassem

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