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Poetry Pleases: Pennine Sunset

"The Heavens are aflame, once-mournful clouds burn bright,'' says David Bennett, as a spectacular Pennine sunset encourages deep thinking.

The sky is red tonight.
The Heavens are aflame.
Once-mournful clouds burn bright
And echo the Creator’s name.
It seems to be beyond belief
That the Artist played no part,
That this is due to chemistry
And not celestial art.

Just stay awhile and see the sun,
Which to its deeper slumber slides.
Deny the night, its course not run.
Maintain its path as softly evening calls.
Perhaps we see Creation’s story told
In the light of this inspiring fire.
The clouds take on an edge of gold
As day gives way to night’s desire.


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