Fuchsia Sky

The fuchsia sky moved
my soul playfully
across the purple mountains while
mandolins calmed the
melancholy forests.
I counted moments before
the silent trout swam
in octagon pillows of lake grass
and the Colorado clouds swarmed above.
Where will this counting of passions take me?

The opal sunrise caresses the secret
As my thoughts begin to rest.

And always—

Be kind. Be brave. Be you.

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Photo:  © Kathryn LeRoy

Many thanks to d’Verse—Poets Pub