Reflection

The earth’s old light burns fire in the sky

Making silhouettes of distant trees

Melting into the sea; turning to night

 

The flame casts a pink and melon shadow

Over the earthly twilight sky;

Brilliant pastels mirrored on the settling surf

 

I gaze upon the western water’s edge

Awestruck by the bright wonder;

Dreaming of a distant star

 

What will the morrow bring?

My imaginings are scattered and few

Hoping dawn will shine vibrant and blue

Guiding my day; my future

 

And if the sun does not shine

Let it be known to all mankind

That it’s there–in the distant sky

 

Making a new day; creating a new life.

 

Kristin D. Sadler

Revised from my original, circa 1985