Its a sunday...

Music I can't hear
The clouds dance above me,
move like water,
fronts and pressure converge over my very abode.
The sun will set every day, it is just my job to be there to watch it.
If I can anchor myself to that, the daily convergence of the sun and the earth.
That one moment that hangs the two worlds between, where the sun takes its last breath of evening air and dives below the surface to come up anew on the cusp of the next day.
I can bank on that.
If I cannot find my way up or down, If I know not of the ground.
I can bank on that.
I need only to tie myself to the one unforgivable variable. That sun slips down and I know it will come back to me.
Its so sure, I could just breathe it in. And that's all I need.
That is the one thing I will rely on.
Its just you and me, sunset.
I'll meet you here at the same time tomorrow, dear friend.