Hoping to find God, I cut up the delphinium.
—Sharman Apt Russell
It’s an indigo-bunting-blue morning.
A delphinium-blue morning.
A forget-trying-to-pin-it-down-to-one-color blue morning.
A no-reason-to-cut-up-anything blue morning.
A here-I-am-smack-dab-in-the-middle-of-life blue morning.
It's a life-feels-so-damn-good-you-can’t-always-be-a-cynic-because-nature-really-is-grand-sometimes blue morning.
~ first published in Echoes