homes and fields slip by the window in blurry haste
kind of like the speed of my life
lately. but then that wisp of cloud moved
past the pink/gold sunset sky
like a curtain
being swept aside
and just like that it swept me forward/back
peeking at the journey of where I've been
with a eye turned to where I'll be
chapters turn like pages in a book
but sometimes you can lift your eyes
or at least- today, I lift mine
for a second to take in the view
and breathe
the sky is gold and pink
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