Watcher

Above the water, there I am
Stand still as much as I can
Capturing, absorbing, sensing every single bit of this moment

An orange beam flows secretly behind the thin cloud.
My eyes inevitably follow the path of the light…
…to find where the cloud ends and where another begins

My arm reaches out far enough to change perspective…
but not far enough to touch the cloud
So, I let my arm fall

Closing my eyes…
as the orange beam travels over my face
through the narrow space in the sky

I let the warmth paint.
Let the breeze embrace…
for a quiet minute till it’s gone.

Moment has passed
Silence stays

I’ll come back again tomorrow and tomorrow
Wait here for the orange light…
that might find its way through the cloud