A Glimpse of Divinity
As blue skies fade out of view;
mortal eyes look up to see
a glimpse of divinity.
Cerise tints the horizon
as ribbons of crimson light
adorn the fringes of night.
And as clear crystals of ice
color cottony clouds pink,
a scarlet sun starts to sink.
An ebony umbrella
morphs into a veil of stars,
high above Venus and Mars.
And in the still of twilight
silence admonishes sound,
as the day slowly shuts down.
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2015
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