I arch my back and neck and eyes,
I stretch my bones and lashes long
and wonder WONDER
how that rainbow STAR in skies so cloudy
could emanate such rays!
El arco iris hums bright bands
red love and blood,
orange avarice,
yellow jaundice,
green jealousy,
blue honesty,
and purplest passion!
Full-whispering, I stretch to touch
by fingertip or tongue-tip rough
against that starry bend of black.
I stretch my eyes to see her fly
far FAR through the universe,
the multi-colored multi-verse,
seeming round & round clear blue MomsEarth
when there I see, so close to me,
the star STAR lay in the green, green grass
of my own place ‘round my own heart!
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