The red orange sky
Turns to purple glass
The sun recedes
And the light does pass
Far away and beyond
The curve of the Earth
Conceding to the stars
Their nightly worth
Yet the moon is absent
Unseen on high
Missing from orbit
In the great night sky
And it has been for ages
On this long since strange world
Where once it was near
Now to the void has been hurled
Where it drifts unaware
In thoughtless still dreams
Biding infinite time
While it happily beams
For a few or great many
In distant aeons to come
Will bask in the light
That it stole from all suns
Feb 13, 2024
Feb 13, 2024 at 6:56 AM UTC
The red orange sky
Turns to purple glass
The sun recedes
And the light does pass
Far away and beyond
The curve of the Earth
Conceding to the stars
Their nightly worth
Yet the moon is absent
Unseen on high
Missing from orbit
In the great night sky
And it has been for ages
On this long since strange world
Where once it was near
Now to the void has been hurled
Where it drifts unaware
In thoughtless still dreams
Biding infinite time
While it happily beams
For a few or great many
In distant aeons to come
Will bask in the light
That it stole from all suns
