Carried by a titan of beauty Back-crushingly deep and ever-changing. Bright and full of life, Yet so simplistically empty Pure in its vastness and limitless in its containment Blanketed over the earth, like an affectionate mother Hugging her newborn baby for the first time The warmth of her love reaches deep inside, Washing over those blessed by her embrace and allowing the sharing and reflection of her compassion Towards others-- like a mirror Making us all into miniature moons, hit by her light As she shifts and she changes, convulsing, giving off vivid purples and pinks Like bruising on an ethereal sea A limitless pool, I can feel myself falling upwards, Sinking deep into colors I have never felt before Sounds like comfort, Tastes like the color orange, My hands reaching towards silk blankets, Folds of shimmering gradients, On their way to a rich and creamy night, Turning me back to the earth, Gently allowing my feet to touch the ground, But still pulling my gaze and my attention towards The star-speckled canvas, Laying the groundwork for the “star” of the show: The spotlight the moon casts upon its blanket of black, Casting the morning light, But softly, and without the harsh freshness of the morning. Then, in another fit of color, The cold, deep blanket of night crumples away, And it’s replaced with another sea, Like a sunset painting turned on its head, Revealing at last, and once again, forever The beautiful blue and the crisp warm, Like a tide coming in and out, Washing over the toes of the world And leaving, in place of seaweed, Time and happiness spent in love. -Valerie P.
Ode to a Changing Sky
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