Night theatre

Night theatre


Quietly captivated by the vision of the sun, sliding down behind the horizon an encore of kaleidoscopic colour smearing across an ever escalating void.

Beguiled, as wonder never falters while the besieging stage unremittingly alters, projecting a crimson backdrop for the silhouetted trees wherein sentinel orders deployed.

With flawless finely tuned precision, launching act three in heavens nightly orchestration, a million bright stars setting the stage for nature’s fluorescent pearl, so splendidly employed.

This emotional supply of inspiration to which any poet would give attestation, aware there is naught more spiritually uplifting than the spectacular just enjoyed.