Empyrean Inferno

Behold blue skies

  Where fierce hawk flies,

Casting a swift-winged ground shadow.

  Day’s end comes to pass,

  Ablaze, but alas,

He wings through empyrean inferno.

It’s time to roost

  And be seduced—

Rapt by nightingale lullabies—

  Under cloak of night

  And twinkling starlight

Lose sight of empyrean inferno.

But, truth be told,

  Soon dreams take hold.

They call to mind bright azure skies,

  Playful swoops on high

  And hunts gone awry,

Thrown off by empyrean inferno. 

Pensive…I find,

  That peace of mind

Requires rose-colored glasses

  To see life’s true hues—

  Though tinged with the blues—

Portrayed in said empyrean inferno.

© Ilija Lukić 2024

Empyrean Inferno