Carol Moran
Blue Bird
Even in its
turn West against
summer storm fronts,
blue soared - climbing
across a dome
of azure bright;
calm settled as
clouds dissipated,
breezes dallied;
life lived lightly-
wholeheartedly
in divine light.
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