I wonder
Can I find the words today
What light
The mist is gone
My world no longer grey
All the weight
Of all my yesterdays
Lifted and lit with celestial light
From the rising east
The whole of the sky
The lemon gold
Of autumn in Verona
And the moor burns bright
With copper fire
No such thing as black or white
Everything alight
Even the magpie's white is golden
And her black back
A royal sheen
of green and blue
#CoSopoetry