He casts the stars

on an endless canvas,

brushes the sky

with rays of amber, 

supplies us with every 

variation of peach,

sets our morning aglow

in lavender and pinks,

lights a fire on evening’s

last glance before it slips

beyond our horizon,

nestles us beneath

a canopy of violet,

lulls us to a welcome sleep.

—C.L. Fisher, July 2021

Unless otherwise indicated, all content, including writing and images, are the work of C.L. Fisher and may not be copied, used, or distributed without permission.

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