in all
The deepest indigo menacing fury
First in the south, grows and transforms
The timid pink white into life's blood
Into wavelengths of sound and light
So awestruck
I'll wait against the fence line
Because your beauty has weight presence
And gently demands my waiting
Ask the clouds to burst above
And the Earth to turn and contract
Find me in the open spaces
In my smallness and my neediness
Burrs and grass stuck to my pants
And sucking insects in my hair
So awestruck
Lovely lines and greeting birds
Your lines are living breathing moving
And your form is more real than I
Weight and mass and volume
in all
all in
in all
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