Transient wing'ed alchemists
alight in a sea of night,
bedazzling dark shadowed greenery
with flickering golden lights

Like twinkling virtual particles
they appear and then they're gone;
Sparkling space with energy,
before the coming dawn

A macro-microcosm, a metaphor of light;
uplifting mind in wonder,
as heart's wise eyes delight.

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