Day 8: Huitan

Red skies delight in cascading

Great wisps of foam o’er the horizon.

Reached out, repelled in uprising,

dark waves under rays in parade.

folding in echoes of shade

A long trail of sky opens wide

Shining darkly pulsars slow fade

In faraway closeness through tide

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