Monday, March 4, 2013

Celestial Blues

Tingling fingertips a signal
Extra sensory in perception.
Antsy for me, cobweb thinking--
Mapping across, connecting the dots 
When the sky dims-- beams blare and blind.

Sole slips up and down, rocking to no sound.
Muffled words rattle on unturned.
Bold Opinions asserted as facts blurred.
Golden rings domed by celestial blues--
Calm my soul--peace resides--a day is done.

Worshipping watercolored displays,
You are faithful and true, see me through!
Why do I doubt and wonder -will I survive?
Eyes rise, behold the white glow in the sky
And a star or two looking down at me from You.

Lindy Abbott

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