Faithfully yours,
Sheila Banks
In the Ever-flowing Universe
Exterior to all the clamour and the glamour
a sliver of a silvery moon hangs in the balance.
Where the hills kiss the night sky,
the crimson glow of the horizon
declares the position of the setting sun.
As the Earth turns,
that great ball of light and heat
suspended in a star-studded void,
plays out its part in the cosmic fire dance.
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