The Empty Quarter
Desirous dust devils dance for a glowing gold god,
withering winds wandering whither they wish.
Silenced as shadows stretch, silhouetting strange shapes,
elongated ellipses etching the expansive emptiness.
Quickly cooling, the sunset slathers the sky in carnelian colors.
Deep desert darkness descends, a moonless diaphanous dome.
Looming above us, the luminous universe lifts our eyes aloft.
A celestial shining so supreme it spawns starry shadows,
succoring our unsatisfied souls in its empyrean embrace...
The watcher waits...
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