Blue Sicily
The morning haze lifts off
the clear, blue waters of Sicily and
moves on revealing an azure sky
reflected in the water.
Levels of blue from light to dark
display life forms not seen on land,
with actors performing in a theater under water.
The religious sisters emerge from the convent
out on a shopping day,
laughing, whispering as their blue habits wrap 'round them,
Mary's color moves down the street.
Etna spewed last night sending out fiery orange lava,
but today the peace of blue sky and white clouds
settles back to a pattern that is Sicily.
Copyright © Charlotte Zuzak | Year Posted 2007
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