A Wave of Light
I lie back upon
the moss-soft grass,
close enough to feel
the steady pulse
of the warm earth beneath.
I stare deep and deep
into the lazuli sky.
From the east,
a wave of light buckles
across the dome of blue,
leaving behind it
radiating streaks of pink.
Following the wave
fly clouds of creamy white,
the soothing shade
of mother’s milk.
The clouds begin to roil,
bubbling over to fill the sky.
Their creamy color
brightens to a blinding white,
then undulates between
the two colors.
As the wave of light
ebbs to the west, it casts a shine
on the cream and white,
sprinkling them with sparkling hues
of pink and blue.
The sky forms an opalescent cabochon,
a heavenly jewel of hope
placed by God as a promise ring
on this earthen finger
of the Milky Way.
Cynthia Pitman, author of poetry collections The White Room, Blood Orange, Breathe, and Broken, has been published in Amethyst Review, Spirit Fire Review, The Ekphrastic Review, Third Wednesday (One Sentence Poem Contest finalist), Saw Palm: Florida Literature and Art (Pushcart Prize nominee), and other journals, and in Vita Brevis Press anthologies Pain and Renewal, Brought to Sight & Swept Away, Nothing Divine Dies, and What is All This Sweet Work?

Lovely sky image, our promise.
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