Blue

A flash of blue skittered across my feet,

Dashing up and over

The artificial rocks of a contrived fountain…

Leading my eyes to the blue of the ocean

Where it meets the blue of the sky.

Even a copy of nature can lead us into Nature,

Even a ancient text can lead me to You

But none so fast as gazing at

Blue.

About eteal

Reverend Teal is a minister, chaplain, artist and storyteller. She specializes in the human-animal bond and all its healing aspects.
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