Chicory Fields
The blue of the sky is reflected, deeper
In you below. Your color is God's.
It heals my soul. Like water
Soothing my tired body
Your blue surrounds my heart
And gives it ease.
If I could stay here and gaze
Always at this blue,
My heart would ever sing for joy.
8-12-2003
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