The Furious Spinner

If I had never seen the sky, this is the color I would have painted it. I'm quite certain this flower is made from pieces of sky. A kind of origami. See, quick as a flash, the sky folder made a turn here, a crease there, a wink and a nod right there at the center. Or maybe in the end it was a kiss that did it, that made it all work and become this sky flower in my yard. A blue kiss, made of blue love. Too fanciful? Wait until you've kissed the sky. Or touched it, as I did this afternoon, my fingers on the star dust you can barely see in the day time—at night it blooms into constellations. But that is then. Now, now, I cannot resist. Excuse me while I kiss the sky. 3 comments

3 Comments:

By the Old WIld Mother, Kim, this is spectacular............ just spectacular, like WOW!!!

By  kerrdelune, at 5:55 AM  

That sums it up - what a shade. Wow.

By  Theriomorph, at 7:07 AM  

Thank you, thank you! Ain't Mother Nature grand?

By  Kim Antieau, at 3:11 AM  

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