A thread of heavens woven cloth
Enraptured with its might
A misty red and soggy froth
Captures – it’s true fight.
Spread and splashed with flowing haste
Throughout its mystic night
It asks for nothing from its host
To brave – its present plight.
Hat tip: William Butler Yates – “He Wishes For The Cloths Of Heaven”
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