NaPoWriMo: Day 6

Light

Near dusk, the sunset
Glints ochre off white headstones
A warm, earthy glow

Like the self-same clay
From which God molded Adam,
Radiating life

Or the tawny glint
Of broken halos, rusting
As God shook his head


Prompt Day Six:  Went off prompt.  I miss sunset drives.

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