Now weather report told matter is just betrayed at so cooler cloudy daytime passing through my mind, so rapidly, you know.

The skies’ overshadowed grayed paler beaming one afternoon my easy time, after finishing my one part of job, that all atmosphere evokes your staying country’s skies and below them, we met together by chance.

These days’ overshadowing cloudy nature is much different but, only skies nature could not be so different felt at least my mind.

And now my staying place is much remoter to yours, but that impact to my mind is so identical with our meeting moment, you know.

Now just the present moment is anytime forever at least to me, and this now so easily replaced with that time now in mind to me, and this felt identical time running I wish continue for so long time, though approaching evening-glow moment, hey you for a while hold on, not coming to me so soon!

So romantic lyrics or poetry on the contrary could be sustained by so seriously dry or kind of realistic one for writing one.

Time goes on, but mind of mine does never go so easily at anything.

You either, aren’t you?

Life goes on heading for the second half of one life for anybody, me either at that transition, with you, you see.

Halfway, so lazy lengthy time running gets me in some lingering attachment to life spending in quickly switched turn.

Nevertheless, if that turn could not be done, we’d never have any nostalgic mind nor hopeful mind to the future.

My recollection around that time so grayed overshadowing late afternoon’s grayed whitened skies in the background of one taller cathedral with your appearance out of the blue coming up to my staying solitude.

That scenery aspect regenerated in my mind crosses my now hope to the last moment for me to stay. Your raised home town’s daytime is so shortened than my staying country, in exchange for the truth, your home town’s nighttime for us certainly so elegantly longer than my this place.

Only so utterly impressive moment could have daily refrain in daytime into nighttime.

At that stably given running must match even any dry and detached melody, even so in no climax embedded only in vain, that kept running makes your approaching moment picture stand out in my brain either now, and necessarily that time’s scenery cognitively visual appearance.

Northern pampas grasses behind that cathedral carries so touchily blown wind to us at that field, coming evening-glow background providing that opened landscape’s appearance anytime so easily regenerated.

That was almost like one apostle’s advent to that town.

Hold on, anyway at least now, you, evening-glow coming so given moratorium to you at least just now for us!

My recollective daily rotation must tell me something for my reunion.

Hold on, hey, evening-glow, your so smart perseverance to us makes us wonderful tomorrow. Because the sole advent for me must be yours either.

Apr. 5th. 2022