Clear Sky Wave - a poem by Joni

Her blue expanse

reached deep

with softly woven threads

of milky memory.

Innocence peeking out

from behind

old

storm clouds

With still wisdom

that's watched

the clouds come...

and go.

It was too bright

to the naked eyes.

A light in which

only the open heart

can breathe.

Suddenly...

With a whispering sigh,

the weighted sweeping gray

rolled in...

Blanketing

the blinding beams

for a moment

and sinking the light

into an

unexpected shadow.

In this awareness of

the dim

she sends out a

deeper breath in all directions,

clearing out space

for a sparkling looking glass

once again.

She remembered...

She is the sky.