Under a Sky of Celadon -

Under a sky of celadon - I watched bees huddle In frenzied expectation Of riding a flaxen petal. Lupine and globe mallow Danced about while sage Waved at me from below - Comprising my entourage. I saw pale butterflies mingle Within dewy creosotes Then came an argent gale Which tugged at their cloaks And then - the drape shifted But my vision proves true - A celadon echo gifted To me that sunny interlude.