Sky In Motion

Sky In Motion

My blues are in motion

Not a one is frozen

My blues aren’t silent

They shout in elation

Every single lasting hue

Sweeping in broad, grand strokes

Swiftly, my blue

Moves from dew to dew

Upon the dawn, hark! Eos’ pink brow

Bow to your coming

Helios and Apollo’s gold and reds signal your parting

A sky in motion

Whites shifting grey gives way

As day flows into day

My blues are singing

To the tune of the wind dancing

Whispering of infinity

Calling out to eternity

My blues are changing

Mirrored quietly

Reflecting, fusing, penetrating

Sky, eye, and sea

Evolving from shade to shade

Parading incessantly

My blues are in motion

Not a one is frozen

My blues aren’t silent

They shout in elation.

Glen Toussaint © 2011