magma and sunsets

If I were a creature from down in the magma,
would I enjoy a sunset, as much as I do now?
instead of being, a lighter than rock critter?
would I see sunsets the same?
as beautiful to me, in some compressed way?
Would I spend my life, wondering what it is like
to be just another, of the same old, same old.
and always depressed
I spent an hour, Just watching the sunset
looking at things, from up and down
clouds in magma? or just my mind?

looking at the beauty of it ALL!

or maybe I would see outside, and look at what it might be like,
to see things, from a lighter than gravity, perspective?
what would it be like, to scoop up, the occasional hydrogen atom,
that fuels my life? ( STARDUST!)
reality or what passes for it crashes in, as I decide to ask,
what do you want for dinner?
we decide on a smorgasbord of the dinners
I cooked for you, all week long

Tomorrow something NEW!
the changing light, colors the peace,
I feel, as the changes occur

Today 78%, I took, time after errands,
for a good ride up in the hills
thinking about you
knowing that tomorrow, the snow will fall

the sun sets, as I cook dinner
finished at last, I sit down, and look into your eyes
I find the peace, love, and understanding
that have always been there