A glowing vessel.
Miles from sea,
Far from home,
As it travels.
A shimmering brilliance.
Burning torrents
Of sun-inspired photons,
Sway softly in their
Illuminated path.
The casted shadows,
Bask in cold existence.
As the light
Flutters past.
If only for a second.
The wayward watcher,
Catches the reverence,
With a simple snap,
From a cheap camera.
Thus releasing one more glowing vessel.
Miles from sea,
Far from home.


No, not weird at all, Poet. An intriguing view from the given prompt. Congratulations on the bronze. 
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