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  • Sunset Among the Clouds

    Entering the bosom of the mountain,
    Or passing through the curtains of rain,
    Drowning into the confines of the oceans,
    Following those celestial motions:
    Countless though the manners be
    Never was it more wonderful to see
    Diving into those vaporising shrouds
    Beams of pearly light through curly clouds.
    A steady descent across the open sky
    Annoyingly bright for the men who fly
    During those last hours of a dying day
    When the sun flares before it wanes away
    Like a firebrand most bright before it is out
    Painting the firmament crimson all about.
    Holding my breath while breathing delight
    I saw the transition to red from white
    And back again when the sun went through
    And the darkness above the vapours grew.
    The Sun with its resilience refusing to die
    Pierced once before bidding its final goodbye
    With luminous blades broadening with length
    From under the clouds with its solar strength.


    Originally shared with a friend in the Winter of 2012

    November 24, 2012
    Poems

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