Beauty beating down from the sky

Like a cloud
I drift towards my destination
At a steady pace
Gathering up all courage and determination
So that I may face
Another day in the withering winds
Of the world and its ways

Like a fire
My insides roar
With a passion so fierce
That it is destined to soar
Fast enough for any matter to pierce
Kindled by embers of smoldering emotions
Electrified by extinguished and unseized chances

Like a day
Waiting to break at dawn
While twilight marks the end
Of my ancestor with a quiet frown
Only few hours left which can mend
A patience seeping slowly with the speed
Of sunlight beating down on luminous September

Like a life
Without certainty or director
Held in place by the near
Staging up as a loyal actor
For everything held dear
A ball in play on a field without a referee
To enforce the rules and flag foul play

Like a tale
Of a quiet and noisy place
In a thousand shades of grey and scarlet
Where everything is darkest
Just before all light has vanished
Until the golden orb emerges
Bringing colors to black and grey