Black and white magpies carol-in a cool cloudless

Morning.

White-hot sun rims, lifting serene above trees.

Spider colonies catch cones of light,

And above, a blue dome floats, visible and invisible

Protecting all of us.

The day has played out, sunset approaches.

The demi-dome now softens to other colours,

Soft sweet and semi-sad,

Reflecting on the day’s dust,

To a gentle, passionate and  complete

Orange.

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