It is the pure mystery of amethyst
that inhabits my world
It glows in dawn light along
Cool, enticing it embraces my soul
Adds those fresh dimensions to trees
in rain-swept meadows.
Everywhere, I see its shades repeat –
in the marbling of shells -sheen on a bird’s wing-
veins in a rock - flower petals -
I wrap myself each morning in its lighter shades-
cool, lavender chiffon, and you come to me
the magic of amethyst in your kiss.
For Frank Herrera's Color Contest