Contrasts...

.....Gift of Warmth

A rising globe in the dusty dawn
vivaciously glows against the powdery
blue sky, while it rises on a majestic beam
it spills out its waves of warmth.
Gracefully gliding across the virgin sky
the golden ball leaves a wake of elegance.
Throughout the ebbing hours it bursts out
with hues of pride. The velvety dusk begins to rise
and deflate the glowing ball. In it’s last moments
the florescent light exuberantly throws from
it’s pallet the last effervescing hues, then plunges
in final defeat.

.....Revealing Inferno

A burning mass rises in an untouched sky
threatening me with new problems to face.
Each ray like an arrow shoots forth with another
burden to bear. It’s blazing hues muffle the
slightest joyful breeze and dries away each drop
of love. This molten star shines revealing rays
upon us as it’s interrogating brightness tries
to pierce old guilts and rub salt into the wounds
of inequity. A pleasant, cooling dusk begins
to quench the intruding flame, as a velvet soft
darkness surrounds the hidden guilt and envelopes
it in a concealing blanket of night. The cooling night
silently heals the open wounds and rests troubled
minds in luxurious slumber.

© 2008 Jan C. Snow

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