Dust Flies
Fireflies of dust dart through the blue ocean sky past Orion, the Dipper and Mars,
No cloud in sight,
A half-crescent smiling on those it shines on and they shine back watching,
Marveling at the fireworks of nature,
Hallucinating constellations of ignorance and light-heartedness,
Watching for the next fly to burn through the atmosphere.
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