Beautiful yellow, red sunset
mask of the ugliness in the air,
it’s dazzling with pollution
to give that pretty glamour.
I choose the night
with its silver clean moon
a breath of fresh star gazing air.
I choose the night with stillness
to embrace
no layers
it’s magical alone.

it’s the morning sun
and Dow drops on the grass
with its mirroring
reflection in every drop
that hides all the monsters
with all the lies.
it’s only when it rains
that all the monsters fade
like holy water to wash away
all the dirt