Hypnotised by the teasing flames
dancing their own little opera
Staring at the heat enveloping all that we are
as stars above sparkle in the clear black night
The odd one falls to earth
satellite pollution maybe
thanks man
Delightful place to be alive
defying gravity from twelve thousand miles away
from where it all began
The constant struggle to survive
punching through cotton wool clouds
in the darkness
Ash Cheyne – December 2018
