the Colorado sky is vast
her mountains bare
but where her breath caresses fawn colored slopes
leaps to the eyes gold-apple yellow
stirred into streams of translucent green
Mother Earth has gathered her grainy blankets
thrown them loosely into the air
their folds and crevices lie
die into the embracing sky
whose blue descends to rush and froth over laughing rocks
last night I lay on the midnight grass
beneath a gold dappled fairy tree
each leaf was edged gold shimmery
glimmering spider-like intertwined between as sea of stars
patterned lacy snowflakes hung in black velvet
