“A Blue Sky Yearn”

PLEASE feel free to comment. Thank you for time. Deborah

May 18, 2011

For one reason or another,

Today I yearned for a blue sky.

A guileless azure tent holding back

The possible sign of one cloud,

For even it would’ve wept with guilt

To mar with its white patch—

I lean for the dominion of rain,

Its heaviness promising brisk wind

Then, the decisive decline to waltz away.

The accent of its song cool and proud

Peeling like church bell’s reminder

Finished after hours of a mazurka’s grace—

Beguiled by a possible stolen moment

Of lazuline, opening as The Empty Tomb,

It seemed to have heard my intercessory plea

For a cerulean un-wrinkled shroud.

But, alas, t’was like a smile that shied.

Only a searching eye would glimpse to see.

For one reason or another

I missed a blue, unprecedented sky,

A refrain of godliness burning brightly clean.

May’s crown wed with an inhaling awe!

Nevertheless, a hanging low vow

Of forthcoming rain, in spite of a gold gleam.

Bewildered, like The Twelve long ago,

My heart awaits the advent of a celeste serene

To dew my soul, touching hair, dress, and feet,

A garb of jubilant Zion hymns.

My own dance under a blue so loud

That even heav’ns host would hum as creed.

Oh, come, come endowed blue

With your calming to sooth my ache;

A sky devoid of no end nor beginning!

Pierce through mind’s continent

And let the Dove awake and arouse

Hosannas kept within for a sky of blue swelling!