Resting

I rested,

seated on a bench

overlooking a street

as cars fly by

time seems to pass

at the same speed

in a blur of color

and noise

And it seems to stop

in a sudden silence

with the sun

setting in the distance

streaks of gold and orange

like a painting

and I sat and

I watched the sun

lower itself 

closer to the horizon

as the stars

began to show their faces...