By May Kwek
Bright tongues of fire
streak across the sky
colours red, orange and gold
dance in the crystal light
The sky is ablaze
with mystical cosmic light
as the sun welcomes the earth
back into the sunshine
A cool wind dances in the air
and plays with the morning mist
its breath is cool and sweet
like a breath of spring
The autumn in the sky
gradually disappears in sleep
it would appear again
when the hours have slipped
But for now it goes
with a memory so sweet
as the earth welcomes us
back to the morning dream
Copyright © 2011 by May Kwek
Copyright © 2011 by May Kwek
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