In the Afterglow

Lights collide.
Embronic brine takes form in the atmosphere.
Screaming beautiful fireball from afar
expelling light casts upon the canvas of sky.

Vaporous and blinding, we stop to watch with wonder.
 Our own battles forced to outshine and extinguish;
burning to ash white.

Fading into distant waters,
We return to the glow of the universe.

We glow by starlight
We sweat in the stage light,
in the afterglow.

-Sonja J. Johnston © 28-Sep-2015