“Ode to that Star” by Daniel Mcllhenny

You sly Dog! You jest!

Surely you have always danced in the bluest of hues,

Brightening the night with untainted light; rays of ocean reflection.

To suggest, as once was made, that you, great heavenly spirit, were once a creature of fire is mystifying.

A waltz of flames, scorching the land, reigning supreme for thousands of years, only to be overcome, the war won, by a blue angel?

Say that fire burns deep still; won’t you dance your dance again?