Michael Guy Bowman
Michael Guy Bowman
Michael Guy Bowman
Michael Guy Bowman
Michael Guy Bowman
Michael Guy Bowman
Michael Guy Bowman
Michael Guy Bowman
Michael Guy Bowman
Michael Guy Bowman
Michael Guy Bowman
Michael Guy Bowman
Michael Guy Bowman
Michael Guy Bowman
Michael Guy Bowman
Michael Guy Bowman
Michael Guy Bowman
Michael Guy Bowman
Michael Guy Bowman
Michael Guy Bowman
Michael Guy Bowman
Michael Guy Bowman
Michael Guy Bowman
Michael Guy Bowman
Michael Guy Bowman
Michael Guy Bowman
Michael Guy Bowman
Michael Guy Bowman
Michael Guy Bowman
Michael Guy Bowman
Michael Guy Bowman
Michael Guy Bowman
As I watch this sunset
The enchantment of the long night descends around me
Through the fading blue sky, stars arrive quietly
And the chirps of crickets herald the golden hour
The day is at an end
And there are ten million things I'll have to do before I sleep
In the morning, there will be ten million, yet still
And then again, a sunset
But in this moment
The sun is not just some giant ball put there to make me feel small
It is an old friend who I havе known longer than anyone elsе
And this evening, I am by its side to tuck it into bed
In this moment
I can feel only the grace of the world around me
This calm, this light, this air, this body
This sunset