The Sky From Another World
Passing through a moist and darkened wood -
heading home, I gazed above a lea.
Suddenly I'm not where I should be,
Rising in wonder, my eyes tattooed!
A hundred stars blazed from everywhere,
all over a cape of softest pink.
Everything transforming in a blink;
flare of gems, a shimmer in the air.
Wondering if I should turn and flee;
unmoved from the spot, I rubbed my eyes.
For there before me, to my surprise,
the rare evening sky, a night’s marquee!
Brushed in pink, her hair a flow of gold,
quivering above the wooded trail.
Crepe-like wings so delicate and frail,
just like magical tales that behold.
A mantle cloaked , a pinkness swirled,
embracing my body in the dew.
And while stars circled the light, I knew -
I'd glimpsed the frame of an outer world.
From Carly Lalion Mar 21 2014
A Night Sky for nette onclaud
Copyright © Carly Lalion | Year Posted 2014
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