A quickening curiosity spread through
The sky, through slivers of silver
Raindrops, and suffusions of scarlet
Sunsets, and as I looked up, I saw
Fire and ice meet, and for an
Instance, just for an instance, the
World collided in strange dissonance,
In bright orange tumult and
Frosted grey storms of havoc, and
In that instance, just in that
Instance, the flames snatched my
Anger, the wind took my fury, and
Fierce shadows of wonder
Eclipsed my aching eyes.



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