Beautiful riddle, Dale! I cannot figure out what this one means :-)
It is a re-post of a poem I wrote several years ago.It came to mind while riding home in the boat one hot, smoky night during fire season at the end of July.The second full moon of the month rose, stained vermillion, through the haze.It was stunning!
Oh how beautiful this sight must have been! How I wish I could have been there to see it for myself.:)
Magically light and airy
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