Blue Amongst the Poppies

1393893PoppiesBlue Amongst the Poppies

I can see the slightest of

breath amongst the leaves

almost imperceptible.

It fills me with the awe of

unknown forces,

changing the inner landscape.

A shift, like when the sun rises and

changes the cold stone to clouds with

a stoke of light.

To be reborn as color that rests with the wild flowers,

Blue amongst the red poppies,

or deep pink rose petals, broken bits of shells

and weathered drift wood scattered

on the sandy shores.

And where all that matters

is the wind that blows

and tosses about the sun to warm ones heart and

the rain to nourish the fields.

Bringing me wholeness, the breath of life,

a little piece of this earth

and a little piece of soul

together.

By Vicki 12/19/09

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