Cotton candy skies
The sun sets
Nostalgia seeps in
Longing for simpler times:
The sun didn’t ask as many questions
The moon didn’t expect as many answers
Now the questions are tireless
My answers are dwindling
Falling ever behind in this cycle
Needing a reminder
Dawn is dawn and dusk is dusk
Neither can be a beginning or an end
Let go of your daily attachments
This is an everlasting journey

Jojo