Sun-Kissed Mist

Pale white, into a flight of blue.
Sun shining on the underside of leaves.
Silent rays now streaking up a misty
colored mound of golden green.

Air so fresh, we find
we must breathe deeper.
Cool and clear and sparkling bright.
Sun-streaked mists of morning's flight.

A burst of red, the trees
are bled of natural abundance.
Sun flourishing within another
whirl and spin
of early morning majesty.

Pale white, into a flight of blue.
Loving life just as it is -
alive within a touch
of sun-kissed mist...

? Michaelette ?

10/11/2002
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