Fractured light
falling across my hands
through the hanging crystal
half-open, the window catches
the breeze caresses me
somewhere the sky builds
the winds announce distant arrival
of another storm
now as I sit to watch the horizon
where blue sky reaches down
to kiss the land
I will rest in the sunlight
the time will come soon enough
to move inside
~
17.06.06
Leigh-Anne Tyson