The Setting Sun

The sun had just set with its rays getting cut by the hills and creating outlines on clouds. There is a soft layering to the horizon as details appear hazy in its own shadow. The city lights speckle the landscape and the tops of buildings are aglow.

It was a magical moment to sit there, stunned by the beauty of it. I’d have taken a picture of it if I had my phone on me. I could’ve gone to get my phone but I didn’t. I didn’t want to miss a moment of this. I wanted to be present. And so I sat there watching the blues and purples darken into blacks—and I am left with nothing but the memory.