By Shadowjo
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Before the daylight
Is subjugated by darkness
There ensures in the sky
A mighty celestial battle.
The forces of light
Are locked in a pitched struggle
Against the coming dark.
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Where they meet,
The sky is drenched
In blood red
And bruised purple.
But with each victory
Comes a not too distant defeat.
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The very next day
This recurring theme
Is witnessed again
And the battle recedes
Into an sempiternal fight
That inspire lovers and poets alike.
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Source: Shadowlands
January 30, 2015