A Grand Canvas

And I stand engulfed by a bleeding sky, meager to the grand canvas.

The sun ekes out its dying light; spelling life in aweful splendour. 

And as our window opens to the else, we're shown our lives embellished;

Unknowing just when we ourselves will get to join the emblazoned.  

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The sunset upon the landscape

The sunset upon the landscape is a burnished tapestry that engulfs the beholder and to be lost in it we are found in wonder at witnessing and the possibility of being part and parcel of that sunset some glorious day when our sunset arrives. Thanks for sharing.


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