Burnt Orange

Between the ink-black night and brand new day,
Before the bright white sun’s in blinding play,
Burnt orange sliver, then a band, seeps through,
The light year, far-off fire flames anew,
The solar star so distant, yet, the key,
to who and why and whence we came to be
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Photo Friday:  ORANGE

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