Sunsets...

I love sitting outside on summer evenings watching while the sun bursts into exotic shades of purple, orange and gold. It looks as if God painted a mural in the sky, a materpiece of glorious detail. While I sit there I think of all the fun times I've had...all the memories of childhood. Then, deep down in the depths of my being, that melancholy feeling begins...that weird longing. You want it to stay, yet sometimes it aches so bad you wish it would leave. I can't explain it, it's like the depression and restlessness of your soul. You sit there for hours after the sun has disappeared willing it to come back, but it doesn't, and it never will. It's just one more sunset that will never return, it's passed forever into the endless expanse of time.