Poetry

The end of the day

Posted on: 28 April 2021

Mid-summer in Órgiva, Spain.

At the end of the day

When all the conversations have been had
The to-do list has been done
And all movement dissolves into stillness

As stars begin to reveal themselves
One by one

I submerge my aching body
Beneath the still surface
Of the moonlit water

And wonder

In that moment

Why I waste my time wondering
About any moment

Other than this.

The end of the day

Sam Lacey