#WritcoPoemPrompt34
At the edge of the furthest mountain,
Between the valley and the lazy river,
Beyond the edge of the scented meadow,
I can see the hues painted by thesetting sun.
Grey, orange
Now fiery, now smokey
I look up North
Closer to the East
And I catch a sight
Magical and splendid
Another sky on fire

© KM Choge