Under a Cerulean Sky

Braided gold
Flows through liquid hands
Summoning the world to
Rise.

Rumbling,
Nourishing,
Whispering…
Rivers carve
Mountains
Under a
Cerulean sky.

Crisp air,
Deep,
Deeper
Breaths.
Absorb. Inhale…
This
Sacred
Space.

Sweeping
Sentinels
Through the
Ages
Stretch, giving
Birth
To Nature’s
Luminous faces.

-Allison LaBine

Image: © Mac Stone

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