God fire
Melting
Gleam pink milky pall
Across the lake.
Cool hot arc
Sink anchor for my eyes;
Some otherwhere around the globe
Burn blinding bright
And further on
Or back
Orange ember rising
Gild morning star-filled sky.
Source and center –
Orbit of our baking sphere
Gravity suspended spin
Night round
Touch every edge of Earth.
July 21, 2011
Sep 24, 2011
Sep 24, 2011 at 9:33 PM UTC
God fire
Melting
Gleam pink milky pall
Across the lake.
Cool hot arc
Sink anchor for my eyes;
Some otherwhere around the globe
Burn blinding bright
And further on
Or back
Orange ember rising
Gild morning star-filled sky.
Source and center –
Orbit of our baking sphere
Gravity suspended spin
Night round
Touch every edge of Earth.
July 21, 2011
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