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The late afternoon sun washed over me,
its rays of filtered warmth, those
streaming golden rivulets,
as I kept pace with fellow
steppers,
movers,
striders,
rollers
pausing to heed the lit signals
beaming gentle directives
at crossing crowds.
I pass glances at familiar sights,
spiced with different fellow journeyers of the moment.
The brightness gently baptizes the day’s work off of me,
gradually shedding those office layers of travail
to reveal a cleaned, ready soul,
open to whatever evening adventures await.