Forest Sunset

Forest Sunset

Molten steel pours from the crucible,
from the furnace to the clouded sky,
rivers of radiant gold
beyond the darkening land below
and jagged silhouettes of trees
sketch the horizon between bright and shadow,
the black depths of their gathered masses
a velvet floor to the foundry of Helios above,
thus to the sheet of fiery waters,
a golden spill reflecting glory to the heavens,
languid at our feet as we stand transfixed
by the dying of the day.


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