Habits, ritual, wanted or not, do so compel us.
So, on evenings possible I do walk with wine
Watching the sunset.
Walk along a grassy path which twines to a
Simple center, which allows in time of steps
A quiet contemplation.
Though this soft beauty does extend comfort,
I miss you no less, however remembrances
May give guidance,
Give hope I may finally find a path through
What we had to what I need. Meanwhile, 7:44
It is sunset.
Epstein's Zoological Exposition
3 years ago