It was not too far away
when a day
was just a day, a meh,
a passing freight train
in the middle of the night
or like thousand other things
that just were
and still, just are.
But then,
along the journey
something changed.
And now,
in the fading glow
of the evening sky
I hold them in my palm
and look at them from different sides
under different lights
to find a meaning
that I would like to
relive again.
Nothing revealed
day says adieu
and steps into the closet
to change clothes and be ready
to become tomorrow.
Hopefully,
it would pick a Hawaiian shirt
with red and yellow hibiscuses
for a brighter tomorrow.
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