Dusk
6.50pm… I wish this moment would stand still for a while… enough for me to take it in until my desire to witness beauty is satisfied. Looking out of the window of my noisy train, I see a greying world with just a tinge of colour, like an artist delicately touching up a charcoal painting with a pastel-paint brush. The sky is lit with a strange grey light. The sun has already set, and the moon is yet to rise. Nevertheless, this grey glow lights up the world, gifting it an almost magical, mystical visibility, lovely to behold. I wish this moment would stand still for a while………
6.57pm… the sky has darkened… the moment is gone.
April 2nd, 2007 at 4:15 am
How do you write so well, I envy you!
April 8th, 2007 at 10:24 pm
Yea thats deffenitly deeper.