Grace at day’s end

Horizontal drapes

Of delicate clouds

In slivery white

Through to grey

Sky awash with blues

Through to oranges and apricots.

Miraculous, shimmering tableau

And salve

Largely ignored

By those travelling home

From their work.

And so the veil is drawn

On another day.

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