We look up toward the sky,
excitement filling us until we die,
By the lake we so eagerly wait,
gathered by the shore with all our mates.
The night lights up, the skies burst,
making us forget our hearts cursed.
Lights fly from the ocean of trees,
making white the heavenly sea.
Reflections on water radiates our world,
spalshes of colour on their canvas unfurled,
The fire blazes on the shadows that lurk,
seeming to joyfully do its work.
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Beautiful Soren - great imagery.