Tired of the west getting all the attention–all the glory.
Tired of leftovers, hanging on by muted threads, so
last night, the east decked herself out in fine robes,
fine flirting robes of color and swirl, covering the horizon.
“See, I can set sun as flamboyantly as you.”
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Beautiful color.
I love those kinds of skies!
Spectacular colors…
I love awesome skies like these.