The Benediction of Burning Light
Violet and gold bruise the clouds with feverish bloom while the narrow street below waits in a hushed, expectant stillness. Wet pavement mirrors this celestial fire, and the silent buildings hold the final embers against the encroaching valley shadow as time pauses its march.
When the world finally goes quiet and the sky begins to burn, what part of your soul are you still waiting to bring home?
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