Why grow impatient
at the dawning of a day loaned to us
in sequence of indeterminate length
while rushing sunset in earnest completion
of work for too little pay?

Life is a gift we open in the present,
hingeing on each moment eyes feast
upon splendor of sky, sea and meadow,
and for all we know will extinguish
without notice, curtain dropping
on this amazing collective illusion.

Kawaihae sunset sail