And then the sun began to steal into the sky
pushing the moon to the other side,
blinding the dark so the stars were lost,
coloring the clouds with yellows and reds
splashing momentary paint on them which always wore away much too quickly.
How was is that she could do that to the water below-
coaxing it to sing with sparkle so that shine itself
flipped and danced and hovered the way it did
What made her so beautiful that each green
on the earth climbed up towards her wishing only to reach her radiant being.
She colored the world everyday
Bringing the contours of the mountains and the lake and the city
into hues of sweet color,
So that life
could be lived just as the last and the next and the one after.
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