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Transfiguration
On the eve of this splendour,
this splendour anew.
Golden amber, like dew on the lips.
Like dew for the eyes,
its heavenly hue.
On the eve of this splendour,
all traffic alight.
On this day,
this golden day
seen tonight.
© Mark Sheeky. Permission is required for reproduction.