Pastel
"hope is the thing with feathers", she said
but love is the thing with wings
that keeps it aloft
long after need, or want, or time
has dimmed the colors
to muted pastels
and the background
has receded into the fog
love is the destination
but hope is the heart
of the migrating bird
It's been a pretty long, strange flight, though; ya gotta admit.
ReplyDeleteI don't know how I missed this when you posted it. Great stuff, JT.