Ashes of Light
Orange embedded echoes
flash through the night
as thinkers and believers
welcome the dark.
And these vibrant,
tenacious embers of gold--
reflections of the suns glow--
are gluttonous on one home.
The pictures, the toys, the piano
is fading into the night
as they return home,
ashes of light.
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