Reflection

Sitting in azure reverie
. . Collecting the thoughts that walk by my bench
Piecing together mosaic smiles
. . Whispering to winds that braid my hair
In silent tresses.

Gazing at the watercolor raindrops
. . Listening as my God laughs softly
A wise old robin harmonizes
. . Composing my life’s telltale words
In the depths of blue sky.

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