Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Blending Colors

The doe and her twin fawns passed through the pasture this morning
while the commotion of colors blazed overhead
their caution,
their quiet
stepping shadows
over the landscape:
as if the gray-brown field got up
to look around.

The curves of colors that are you Lord
blend a blessing here:
in the moment of my making
little vessels
out of words;
catching drops of your light behind the veiling:
spilling spectrum seen
and unseen
onto altars

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