For the setting sun from an airplane window;
for the rising sun from a train window after riding all night;
for the rising sun and setting sun in directions that feel foreign;
for the sunlight even when we are lost.

For the times the heart has longed to be alone.
For the times the heart has ached for another.
For leaving in fear.
For leaving in hope.

For the way home
and the way away.

For the windows and the suns we have seen.
For the windows and the suns we will see.
For memory and forgetting.
For the change that is our lives.