You have set the world ablaze
Every leaf and petal
My own wretched skin
Glows with the sacred light
Brilliance writ across the sky
Thunders path has left us here
A magnificent inferno
I sit in calm wonder
To watch the reveling sunset flames
Through the peerless context
Of oak leaves trimmed in crystal
The glorious dancer moves on
His thundrous parade to set alight
The hungry hills that sing His name
- Chris Getz
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