A Tipping Point
Pollution’s haze
Imbues dusk’s light
With a softness not found in nature’s palette.
It blurs the edges of light
And brushes out its harshness
Passing on orange to an already pink sky.
Kissed in that way--
I breathe it in and wonder
Where the tipping point lies
Between beauty and destruction.
copyright/all rights reserved Audrey Howtt 2013