I am just a man who is looking at the sunset of my life. The blazing daytime heat is being replaced with the coming coolness of the evening. The colors of the western sky are the memories of my life, the reds of hot times, the blues of good times. As the sun sinks into the night, the heat of doing is being replaced by the colors of remembrance until all I have left are the memories as I pass into the darkness. Yet as beautiful as the memories are, I still fight for the heat of doing and being. I don't want the day to be over! Please tell me I can stop the sun from setting.
Read my full lament at http://sunsetman.blogspot.com/2005/03/sunsetman.html