A line crosses the sky
Horizon to horizon
I count the seconds
Before it fades into the big blue.

Dappled sun shines down from heaven
Through leaves reaching up from their branches,
Burning in a light
Stronger than man.

Sweat trickles down
Like honey; thick
It marks my skin;
Golden, sweet, sticky.

Early evening heatwave,
Late afternoon sun
A fresh breeze sweeps away yesterday
While tomorrow has already gone...