J. Thomas Walker - Arrayed in fire and light

Arrayed in fire and light
	she dances
	at night
A show of man's power and might
Glitter and sequins, glimmer and dazzle
gold, silver, red silk, green copper
	fizzle and sizzle
Her song, cannon fire
	and crash
	and doom
	and boom
Showers of embers crackle in hot mockery of -
	rain
	would cleanse this this choking smoke
Yet my Father worked all day in the shop
	and through it all
There hung softly
(in the warm blanket of night
under which he had lovingly tucked us)
	a sliver
The work of my Father's hands.
All the fire and fury
	were flitting shadow to its real splendor.