willows in the sky

there were willows in the sky,
bright tears fading into darkness,
a golden glow that burst and wept
drawing my heart into the embers
that cooled and softened into black.

burst after fading burst, I stifle tears,
seeing those draping branches
streaming over empty stars,
remembering the initial brightness,
the awe in the glow I long to see.

the light dims.

I blink the ash from my eyes
daring to hope my shivering arms
will be warmed, strengthened
beneath the tendriled gaze
of fading stars and empty night.

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