So long ago, I left my hopes,
floating amongst the Gods.
"So long!" I waved to the clouds,
closing in on the setting sun.
Orange and vibrant; Red and angry.
Broken dreams worth millions,
Flying scared in the Vermillion Sky.

The Season's changed, without relief, and God never intervened.
"Why?", I asked, so many times!
Praying into that striking, clear, white, light,
But still...no answer.

Not once, not twice, but countless times, I walked alone on the edge of a red line.
Wondering if it was my soul's delight, or simply my inner fears afraid to be found.
I balanced my weight for far too long,
I felt odd and out of place.
I knew it was time for me to let go.
Still, I left my oars resting in the sand, along side the landing craft.
The one  I beached long ago.
I waited and waited, for so long, almost an eternity.
Everything had changed, except for my view of the Vermilion Sky.