As another golden sunset draws the day nearer to an end, I muse…

What could I possibly offer in oblation to Mother Nature that would be worthy of such an event?

Dearest Mother Nature, ever gracious in her magnificence

She who has everything yet, ever selfless, offers up every morsel, every atom in plumbless generosity

Maybe such musings on my part are fruitless

Maybe it is simply my volition to embrace my dharma

Accept what is, and

Follow the light of Love to the golden sunset within, and

Merge in its effulgence

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