Suspended in the sky,
Battered from the stares
Of time,
Broken from the battles
Of the heavens,
My arms raise up
Letting my purple
Sleeves
Fall to my shoulders,
Fingers extended,
Gently grazing
The white luminosity
Floating
In a sea of stars
My fingertips
Brush it
Sending a million ripples,
Sailing away
On the canvas of night,
Like a banner
Waving its patriotic pride
Each smaller circlet closes,
Opening a wider ripple
In its stead
A moat,
Running around the incandescent
Moon,
Spreading wide and wider
Till the entire universe
Is encompassed
In protection.
-Lillian Podlog
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