In the last hours of day, we look towards the setting sun and rising moon in contemplation of the choices that led us here. The dawn of day is the chance for new beginnings and an opportunity to make reparations for yesterday.

Under the lavender streaked sky, idle ships are drifting away and aimlessly they sway whichever way the wind takes them. Despite any desire they may have, their anchors are the chains that promise no escape. In an abstract moment, it is the resemblance of peace bound by uncertainty that binds all of us together.