Elatedly, I throw my head back, looking expectantly to the sky.
Chaos or order, which effects this unnatural sight?
Light extinguished, overshadowed by night.
I may never see this sight again.
Presage of the apocalypse or simple astronomy?
Slivers of sunlight slowly return,
Enrapturement never fades.
About the Creator
Catsidhe
Pronounced Cat-she: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cat-s%C3%ACth
What can I say about myself?
A mystery wrapped in an enigma wrapped in a walking coffin
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