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Does the sky god dance in
death and resurrection daily?
Tonight she emits her
auto-eulogy
in spectacular tones.
Her amber fires smolder their way
into blues that look,
feel like hue-siblings.
They gather and dance with one another
to celebrate another life well-
led.
The sky god's parting words
an homage to immanence
among her day-lives.
Child, she reminds us all,
you are on the very edge of the universe,
you always have been.
Sleep on my hearth
and wake soon,
resurrected.