WANTING TO BE MORE THAN WE ARE

Blue is the color of the sky.

I see it with my inner eye.

Golden leaves touch my heart.

Such beauty rips my soul apart.

Tall trees reach their arms to God,

While strong roots grip the sod.

I inhale the color blue,

And pull within the golden hue,

Of all the leaves I can see,

To feel God’s Spirit move in me.

Yu/stan/kema.

Found on Pinterest on 10-23-16. Tanya Markul.