Yet another poem. Inspired by walking outside and noticing the sky during dusk.
The purple sky
So oft forgot
Tricked by the break
Of heavens' king.
Plum firmament
Rashly passed o'er,
Unseen for the
Launch of new life.
Few eyes witness
This beauty of
Concision, here
But till stars rule
I count with those
Bless'd for the chance
To see beauty
Of a gone moment.
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