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Skies    (Continued)

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As the day drowses and slips into night,
That enigmatic painter lifts his brush
Strokes a carpet of colors, weaves a blanket of hues
Golden coins and wild asters, autumn leaves drifting in the wind

Fireworks bursting and erupting
Ornamenting the heavens with a glorious finale
Then leisurely melting away
Slinking under the horizon, submitting to inky blackness

As the splendid ring of purity and brightness fades
The shade swallows up the glow as the bright swallowed up the dim
A whale swallowing all in its path, the great cavern of three days and nights
The succession of each begins again, never-ending, forever.

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