Somehow, color the night comes
and rises dark and calm
I can see, a sight – a floating white
in the amber, of a past respond
With flowing motion, back, behind
on an angle, its purpose bond
Oh, to see it, trailing away
towards the great, unfathomable, beyond.
Hat Tip: L.L. Barkat – “Estrella”
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