purple

i guess it was like fingers of color that were reaching past 

the tops of the trees and resting upon the top of all saints. 

and the clouds were a solid wall of fire. 

an endless purple... brilliantly deep.

and the purple melded into oranges and yellows

competing for the glory of the color 

that was able to grace the spires of the cathedral

but i think the purple won. 

and as i watched...the sky went dark. 

turned black. 

because it knew that no one cared.