Read By Adam Scull
Music (My Love-Piano Loop)
courtesy of Shady Dave
The deep ruby sun sinks below the
broad flat horizon, as the amber sky
becomes slowly swallowed up by the
dark grey mouth of evening which
begins to yawn open its massive black
chasm, spitting out the scattered stars.
It is the passing of the day
and the advent of the night.
The cold, grimy snow unlocks its grip
and releases the trapped chilly water
in sandy trickles and gritty ripples,
as the bright sun flexes its newfound muscles
and flaunts its fresh, resurrected strength,
melting the silvery stubborn ice with
a wet, shimmering, muddy display.