LIGHTS

Lights in the distance
break...

Puffy clouds stand askance,
grey

ones take their chance
say;

this day we dance
away

As if in a trance
an eagle
for once
flees the heights

shuddering at the sounds

up there rebound

A broken staff
down
charred

Like Aaron's
buds buds
blossoms blossoms
yielding Almonds...

The day tapers
cutting it best capers
and cheers awaits

Night rapier
Aims it bowel
eviscirates...

But ere she reigns
this sky will rain...

To ease the day
that has been so brave.