24NIGHT OF FIRE
By Heart of the Sword
A calm opaque blanket stretched across space
As a shimmering light is caught floating across
Another then another streak leaving a trail of fire
Each meteor bracing itself for the atmosphere
Sunset bands point back to the black of space
They yearn to remain in their frozen numbness
Yet the debris continues its suicidal course
There is no turning back as the pressure builds
Piece by piece the rock erodes slowly away
The upper sky is momentarily lit by a red glow
And the remaining carnage reaches our view
It can take no more and dies a mere streak of white
We look up and see what is left to our eyes
All that remains is a mere shooting star