Pale, blue-white
yellow-ribboned
mountained sky
my heart
wakes up like
this:
lighter than
the shocking black
beaded
thrush's eye,
the long, spliced
coat of meadowed
morning,
the fair-haired
wheatened barely,
the sheen
of green-robed
parlours,
the graceful
colored swirl
of cloud-
medieval
as the ornate glow
of shifting
light.
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