Swirls of Gold Filigree
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A pale, ghostly moon rises
at night when the day is done.
And orange and tangerine
get bled from a crimson sun.
Space is draped in black velvet,
pinned with galaxies of light.
And swirls of gold filigree
confetti the dark of night.
Twirling pulsars and quasars
provide rhythm, spinning in place.
And in this cosmic ballet,
gravity maintains the pace.
Mars ascends in shades of red;
evoking passion and praise.
Securing Her rightful place;
Venus appears through the haze.
And shooting stars fizzle out
within the blink of an eye.
For the kingdom of magic
is as near as the night sky.
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2015
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