Auto-da-fé

Auto-da-fé

Instants, hours, days and dawns
Dance to the laughter of the passing year.
Partnered by the moon and sun
Real things exit, real things come:
Sunlight gilds wind-enchanted leaves.
Minutes, sunsets, months and seasons
Forge memory's bright tools from dreams.
A future, self-conceived, redeems
The emerald echoes of its past
By knocking on the only door there is:
Leafless branches frame cloud-entangled trees.
Seconds, decades, centuries and eons
Spin even atoms into swirls of dust.
All planets begin as densities in flux
Each night is blacker than the next
Until obsidian centers flare sapphire
To blaze the scattered foliage of proto-suns
Into jewels of self-consuming fire.

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