Night fast approaching.
Sitting in chairs looking on at the mound of wood.
An elegant bird rising destined to fall.
Then a light.
Small yet growing fast.
Then in a second the bird catches.
Burning as bright as the sun.
Night fast approaching.
Sitting in chairs looking on at the mound of wood.
An elegant bird rising destined to fall.
Then a light.
Small yet growing fast.
Then in a second the bird catches.
Burning as bright as the sun.
Intelligence is both a beauty and a curse, a double edged sword gifted to humanity.
A ball of fire lighting up the sky a fiery orange
Descending from the heavens
To fall over the horizon
In a final brilliant light show of colors.
Looking up.
Stars softly glowing high above.
Feeling small
Wondering what is out there.
The moon.
A spotlight illuminating the earth below.
Comments
What a gorgeous piece. Keep writing
Thank you!
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