I Caught A Glimpse Out My Window

while one is bustling away, frantically
pursuing
the inner most journey
to pupose
and clarity

don't forget
to look out,

to catch twilights pummeled
in pastels, patiently
passing evolving
and withering into darkness

it doesn't need
your acknowledgment or

the approval
we seek so desperately
in everything
else,

but if we never cease
(even briefly) our belief

that what is common
is somehow

less extraordinary,

sunset
and sun rise
will pass

and the journey back within
will never ripen.