As I gaze to the vermillion sky,
Wonderance strikes me,
Delicacy of nature eclipses all,
Light beams through, illuminating.
Purity and perfection, striving to achieve,
Not a soul completes,
The cycle that runs onward,
Jaded, touching, driven.
Upward we soar, horizons beckon,
Eluding the desolation,
Oceanic in it’s torment,
Mercifully, we rise away.
Author notes
A random musing, I just scribbled it down when I was looking out of the window once 
Written February 11th, 2005
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