Sherbet Ice Cream

The luminous blue sky is a mirror image of the thundering ocean,
cut by the gleaming fires bleeding gold and scarlet,
like my bowl of delicious rainbow sherbert ice cream.
Suddenly with a blink of an eye, there will be a deep blue sky.
I realize nothing good lasts forever.

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