To Know Your Glory
Soft underbellies of cotton
Illuminated by angels' light.
A single open canopy
Draping all corners of a sphere.
Imperfections of society
Questioning the very nature of God.
Deathly quiet-
Save for the chatter of hungry insects.
Unmoving. Unfettered.
Wind gently caressing the rhythms of a perturbed mind.
Rays shine forth in glory, now fading.
Color fading from expanse,
Retreating to a single point,
Struggling to live.
Fall away, vanquished by night.
Quiet.
Rest.
Start of a new day.
Inspired by a gorgeous Indiana sunset we had just a few minutes ago.
Rogue One: A Christmas Story
8 years ago
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