The Skies and their Glory
― Early morning snaps and poetry :) Have a fabulous day y'all! ∙ The sanguine Sunrise, with his meteor eyes, And his burning plumes outspread,Leaps on the back of my sailing rack, When the morning star shines dead;As on the jag of a mountain crag, Which an earthquake rocks and swings,An eagle alit one moment may sit In the light of its golden wings.And when Sunset may breathe, from the lit sea beneath, Its ardours of rest and of love,And the crimson [...].









