a Scene
a sun dips down
yellow, red, gold rays
shining across the rocky shore
blanketing the stone
glitering with hidden crystals
waves smash against obsidian
from endless water, black and cold

a silver dollar rises
creating silven light
apposing a new scene
forcing the dark into a light
a climactic harvest of the moon
this darking light, filling with magic

hours pass, pulsing will o wisp join
particles across a velvet plain
each a spark, a wish never granted
never lost, withen shadow
a bloody birth, never destruction
silent ghostly floating, risen above
halos of the celestial, ever after
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