Monday 13 December 2010

The Impossibility of Burning Skies


Burning bright, the brilliant flames of setting sun - entrancing,
Such possibility encapsulated in the unfathomable beauty,
A million, billion stars in the universe, but this one is ours.
A planet alone in unique beauty.
A planet alone in its life force.

Curling delicate fingers of ruby light over the sleepy skyline,
The ball of perfect light reaches out as if to embrace my eyes,
Shattering like shards of purest glass on the shimmering sea.
Contemplation of life.
Fragility to my soul.

We stand together, realising this is soon to be judgement day,
United emotions, draw the astounded crowds of ashen faces,
A wave of acid fear floods over us, as reality becomes clearer,
Burning brighter now.
Reaching closer to us.

The unstoppable forces, greater than the most powerful storm,
Mightier than the most momentously violent volcanic eruption,
The beautiful beast in the glowing skies encapsulates our terror,
Such impossible beauty.
For something so deadly.

The end of the world, stood facing us in a unfathomable disguise,
Deceptively stunning as it tears across our once-safe crystal skies.
I reach to put my hand on yours, trembling at the impending fate.
If it all ends now,
Be glad that we lived.

To stand triumphant of this day of dread, 
Proud of who we are.

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