I marvel at her beauty
the continuum continues
without pause, no breaks, no stops
swirling a merry-go-round’s path
I admire her stealth and enthusiasm
there is symmetry which I usually despise
tonight, this landscape is an exception
this fireball of pink illuminates the sky
an evening sun for the mountains
I marvel at her beauty
capturing it in my eye’s mind
no film or video could do her justice
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