Angelic bodies drape the skies
In varying stripes of turquoise shades.
bronze burns into a scourging orange.
A magpie in flight like a sardonic ghost
Turquoise and teal stretch their edges on life
across horizons to assimilate heaven’s secrets
or secure God’s ritzy paradise
from our predictable human minds.
Day and night, the shadow play
Umbra charade on lemon walls
a painstaking five minutes rushes by
and scarlet unites with fuchsia tinge.
the sky tells a mysterious tale in deeper hues
like all the darkness of the world has seeped out
from our mind’s crevices
and trapped above sea level.
I do not fear the horrors that the story unfolds,
it is beyond the border
far from my inquisitive reaching mind.
No, I simply close my eyes and feel the colours paint my soul,
dissecting it red and blue
The colours fade and loneliness looms like a crown above my eery head