Through the haze
The ground appears
Misty, bluish, brown and green
Cut and furrowed
Cross hatched and patched in funny shapes
Jumbled like a mad jigsaw puzzle
Square on this edge
Curvey on that
Jagged on the third
Patterned bits
Nosing into dark green patches
Which slide around light green swatches
The landscape seems to move
Snuggling into itself
Like calico kittens on their mother's bosom
Or sleeping lovers in crazy-quilt PJs
Till God modestly draws a wooly blanket of cottonballs over them
And I float alone in the sky
LearnFromMasters YouTube channel
6 days ago
2 comments:
I keep re-reading this at ST. I positively love it.
Thank you.
Thanks! My pleasure.
The rest of my trip was both mysterious and pleasant, too.
Peace!
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