Lake of the Sky

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When you slip on
……..your cobalt best,
…………..I find myself on your shore.

There are small kingdoms
……..here, sandcastles of
…………..my own small making.

Do you see the geese ripple
……..your surface? They etch
…………..a new language – I am learning.

I shall wear your indigo smile
……..and swear the world
 …………..a better place in bright blue skin.

 

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NaPoWriMo day 5 has us channeling Mary Oliver. Come play!