Magellan Winds
Inhaling bold
magenta skies,
Magellan tangerine winds,
lucid sunlight,
sumptuous wheat.
Divergent arms,
like a wheel,
spinning adventurous
cords of gold.
Precarious needle
might pierce my finger,
causing me to bleed,
to curl up in a ball
and fall asleep.
I’m not afraid!
I trust Him who
~ spun each star ~
covered in
~ scarlet yarn ~
Kim Rodrigues © 2017
Copyright © Kim Rodrigues | Year Posted 2017
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