As darkness raced
across the land
blue skies replaced
by a black band
the stars awoke
being bespoke
to light the night
(C) Stephen W. Buchanan 2020
Originally published advertising free at “If You Haven’t Got A Sonnet”
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I like this. The idea of the stars’ job being to light the night reminded me of Genesis, which in turn reminded me of a piece I wrote some years back.
Contemplation
Place without existence
before words have meanings;
chances and possibilities
spread like lava flows
across formless yet-to-be.
Yawning nothing spans,
as across distance
something becomes;
a telescopic event
for a distant age.
Brightness bridges,
and another something
receives first light.
Was there warning,
trembling, anticipation?
Did waiting darkness
dread revelation
in the minutes till dawn?
Oh, to have watched
while the sun ignited.
And the evening and the morning were the first day.
By: Michael Williams / December 6, 2007
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Thank you! This is quite lovely, Michael! It put many thoughts into my head.
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