sunset at kalaloch
(July 29th, 8pm or so)
Sometimes I think I’ll be swallowed up by the beauty of the sunset, and then wake up in a different world. The sun was a strawberry gem sliding through the sky, falling lazy. It fell beneath the edge of the continent, it fell to another pair of eyes as it drifted out of mine, drowning in pastel incandescence. In the aftermath it feels like everything around me is humming, invisible and still. The simplest of molecules becomes magic, where tree branches become prophets and clouds like dolphins can swiftly swim. The waves are kissing galaxies, a sparkle in the sand a microcosm.. By my heartbeat I am a part of the wonder.
- mkb
