Fire-drop sky.
Sparks fly; the heart
Of the heavens burns by beat.
Blood-burnished spirit transformed,
Reborn, rebaptized: christened anew
In dew-laden chrism, prism
Of morning, mourning the passage of


4 thoughts on “Dawn

      1. Are you serious! Shut up! No apologies necessary. Do you know how many times I’ve missed responding to comments…? We all do it. Please don’t worry about it!

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