Sunset in Haymarket
Settling in for sunset in Haymarket

Sunshine. Streaming down and in. Warming the skin with its sweet touch. Closing the eyes with delicious brightness. Causing a glow and a shimmer to the world. Life. A yellow call further away than comprehension but so close as to touch my heart. The sun itself causing waves and ripples. It’s a myth that it can enlighten but it can awaken.

The senses, touch, sight. Can you hear the sun? Can you smell it? Can you taste it?

A days noise starts with the sun and the flowers open, your tummy rumbles and demands attention from the produce of the sun.

Sunshine provides time and order, and with each day comes a sense of purpose. For me sunshine is happiness and colour, fun and friends, relaxation or work, vibrancy. When the sun goes down for the last time I will be done.