Amethyst Sky
I lay beneath Heaven at her dusk
Hues too vast to hold
Lifts of pale blue, turning mauve
Eventide sings his song
Grace, for an hour, accompany me
Teach me to be still
Patient evening bear with me
Let conscience guide your will
Share all manner of meditation
Finesse and poise my thought
Ease your gentle-mannered ways
Through my senses, giving hope
Ornate vault of heaven, gloss
Your hours of colors pass
Amethyst blankets hold each star
In place, in time, en masse
Sleep begins her soft barrage
Inviting me to dance
Invasion of the sweetest sort
Two steps and I am gone
Jude Stringfellow – July 24, 2021
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