The fire thawed out from the blue skies,
As day had met it's demise,
Dusk began to spread it's hue, it's characteristic musk,
As the atmosphere was peeled, much like the eradication of the husk
To reveal the beautiful fruit of time,
Stars shone bright like large fireflies, as the crickets sang their hymns,
The moon was the Yang to the Ying of the night,
As bats flapped away, their presence signified immense fright,
Instilling it in the heart of their prey,
But just as they went in for the **** it was once again day,
The embers of the glorious sun began to ignite the covering skies,
The cycle continued, but to those with watchful eyes,
Even the smallest details rendered us with the greatest surprise,
That life, is a continuity, an endless paradise.
Jul 23, 2020
Jul 23, 2020 at 11:43 AM UTC
The fire thawed out from the blue skies,
As day had met it's demise,
Dusk began to spread it's hue, it's characteristic musk,
As the atmosphere was peeled, much like the eradication of the husk
To reveal the beautiful fruit of time,
Stars shone bright like large fireflies, as the crickets sang their hymns,
The moon was the Yang to the Ying of the night,
As bats flapped away, their presence signified immense fright,
Instilling it in the heart of their prey,
But just as they went in for the **** it was once again day,
The embers of the glorious sun began to ignite the covering skies,
The cycle continued, but to those with watchful eyes,
Even the smallest details rendered us with the greatest surprise,
That life, is a continuity, an endless paradise.
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