reverie

i stood in the midst of the field today
watching as the sun fell behind the hills

a ray of lemon light bounced off the earth
lending beauty to the wildflowers and grasses
bringing intricate shadows into being
illuminating the kinks and waves in my hair until it looked flaxen

presently the light that filled the land was ethereal
dreamily i reached into my pocket
pulled out my paint brush
 & swept an arc across the heavens

the paints fell from my brush into the sky
brilliant periwinkle-turquoise
sweet petunia-violet
violent apricot-magenta
and the clouds bloomed with radiance

the heavens are my canvas –

i still can't breathe.

reverie.