I Don't Understand A Sunset I Just Watch It
as i sit on the white sands on the beach
watching another sunset
i do not think
of the sunset
i just watch it
and be amazed about the changing of the hues
and then the darkness
and then the moon and stars that come
like a change of a number
in a program that you watch
what is it to to be understood? Tell me.
There is nothing to be discussed and written like a thesis
these things are
meant to be seen and felt and then forgotten
poem by Ric S. Bastasa

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