Of stars and glory.

Sorrows sweep o’er the grassy plains
And the summer unfolds,
In a ferocity so surreptitious
Like a rattlesnake among the bushes
Lost in a daze of pursuit.
Yonder the zephyr
Twists and turns in immaculate
Chutzpah;
A pacifier of a cold night;
Wrath of the day.
When the sun rests beneath
The saffron horizons,
The world awakens
To an untold dream
Of stars and glory.

-Varina

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