morning glory

Cascade Of Hearts

the one hundred year old
stone frog
worships at this alter

I fly in your sky
and swim in
your ocean of blue

brilliant blue
heralding
this season’s colors

blue umbrella
opens out
to cradle the rain

A blue so beautiful
she disperses all sorrow.

Seeds rest in husk beds
dreaming
of their spring morning.

The blue trumpet of summer
announces another August day.

What’s your story Morning Glory?
Trumpeting delight in each new day.