Red sky

Red skies bring delight or warning 

So the old sailor’s ditty says, 

But to we land lubbers, what portents wait

In the crimson and vermillion hues 

Of a majestically painted sky?

Does the heart  warm at the prospect

Of love on the horizon,  or bleed 

From love’s wounds? Perhaps,  just,

Perhaps, the long path 

The light takes to our eyes in the evening

Is  just a hint of all the beauty we

Cannot see 

And of the light that connects us all

From coast to coast,

Person to person,

Life to life. 


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