Stone
Pink and orange lie the village walls,
rosy pink in the morning light,
amber orange in the evening light.
Despite their severe and righteous outlines,
the eye reveals a sensuous turn
best seen when silhouetted against the fiery sky.
In the deep afternoons
light and dust shine like herbal potions,
as the sun sinks they turn into starlit broths.
Pink and orange lie the village walls,
rosy pink in the morning light,
amber orange in the evening light.
Despite their severe and righteous outlines,
the eye reveals a sensuous turn
best seen when silhouetted against the fiery sky.
In the deep afternoons
light and dust shine like herbal potions,
as the sun sinks they turn into starlit broths.