With tendril rays
that stretch gaseous golden limbs,
it cuts into the smooth gem of the sapphire horizon,
while thick drops of kaleidoscopic paint are spilled into expanding cracks
that wildly burgeon as the gilded balloon draws a deep breath of black.
It rises from the abyss at the edge of the atmospheric snow globe
to caress countless silhouettes in a thermal aura of gold.
Below, a jagged stretch of shaded sapphire roars whitecaps at the puffed clouds and pure blue beyond
until at last the luminescent coin crests the waves of mountains with its silent, light-shimmering song
that crescendos toward the zenith before releasing its held breath in a sigh of sleep that fades into dawn.