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the sunrise estate

The night carried me into the morning. The moon shone with light of our Star, who beckoned from beyond the sea. Inch by inch, our Star cast its light across the sky, across the fish and their hunters, the mountains and their lunar queen. Cavalries of cloud advanced from up over the mountain range, gray and gloomy from their travels. Kissed by the light, their edges softened and brightened, blue giving way to green, and then to gold. The sea waited patiently. In an instant, the sky flashed. The deep. inky black was now cerulean blue. Another flash. Cerulean to turquoise. What power, our Star has, to transform the wide sea with just a bat of an eye.

The night carried me into the morning as a guest in the Court of  the Abundance.

from 10 May, 2020

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