I sit among the lapping waters waiting for the sun to turn in
I witness the colors of the day changing before my eyes
I listen to the sounds of the water's edge, the small plane overhead, and the wake of the water skier's boat
who keep me company while I await the setting of the day
I used to write my thoughts by hand
but now I sit with my laptop and reflect upon the day
a lone boat awaits the dawn
I can't wait until tomorrow
for my morning swim or bike ride or hike
I am at peace enjoying my senses' feast
sundown t minus 20 minutes