The Encounter
The perfectly placed ball of fire
sits
illuminating our days,
Lighting our ventures on this earth.
But
after long hours
of
radiating light, our sun
steps
down from its podium
and
we encounter the night.
It
sweeps its murky wings
across
the sky and we
are swallowed into its temporary
darkness.
Olivia
White
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