Endless Blue

The sweeping wind clears the way.
As sun and rain have done the same.
Iris blooms rich in color,
and baby birds cry with hunger.
The cloudless sky is void of grey,
And the endless blue sets the stage.

Reviews

[Mauricio Montoya]

Wow I love this, I had to read again because for a short piece it tells of father sky and mother earth and what we should aspect as we stand, love it excellent write. Thank you for sharing.

[Cherrie Palmer]

:) Thank you Mauricio. Foe the last several days the wind has really been blowing and with each beam of sunshine it just gets greener.

[Chris Shaw]

What a visual delight dear Cherrie. Makes me feel that spring is on the way. We have had constant rain for a week and our rivers are high and the sky has been predominately grey. Your endless blue is a poem of hope. A lovely offering. All good wishes to you.

Chris