Gold rising in the East,
Emblazing the dark blue hue,
Slowly the flame began to increase,
As the Gold fully grew.
Unable to conquer the dark sky,
Slamming the blue shield with light,
Igniting the blue canvas anew,
While I feel the flame ever so slight.
Looking at the flaming battle above,
The slow turmoil taking over once more,
As the Gold gave the Blue a shove,
looking above I see the Life Core.
Gold showering down through the blue,
As it always did… as life grew.