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