IV (Celestial Battle)

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October #10, 2012

Celestial Battle

Clouds form overhead,

Shrouding an azure sky white,

Hiding the sun's face.

It brings in the cold, damp breeze.

Its their time to dominate.

The sun's fighting free,

I catch a dazzling glimpse. The

Sky puffs out its chest.

Trying to out best, the sun.

But the clouds shove him back down.

Celestial battle,

I watch, fascination. The

Clouds push back, beginning to

Darken. Preparing to cleanse.

In the end the clouds

Win out. Lightning flashes in

Victory. And Earth

Prepares herself. Thunder rolls,

And the clouds open, smiling.

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