A Fresh Darkness

Puffy clouds sit heavy against a glowing sky

Like dark ships with white edges they effortlessly glide

A gray blue canvas slowly transforms into pink and purple radiance

Soothing chills run through the air

An otherwise explosive ball of fire changes into a glowing peach

The sky appears to fall, leaving a dark blue background that dims with every second

Light begins to vanish and the clouds open as if to tell a secret

Through the sailing ships a bright white flashlight pokes through like a shift change

There are birds flying home and everything is still

Our world reveals a fresh darkness and I pray for stars