A Blue Perhaps

      The provident power of hurt and harm
      The provenance of an eye ingathers,
      (Its certain witness of a moment's charm
      That lightly changes a life forever),
5     Bluely demonstrates in this morning glory
      That measures us, our smallness and our fear,
      With too blue an eye to ever bear
      Until a touch of night shuts its story.
      Then we dream, with a certain sort of blue rue,
10    And wonder in sleep's deep wanderment
      If the sun will show us what to do
      Or if dreaming can tell us what we meant.
      An eye perhaps has followed us all day through,
      But we do not know the eye's intent.

From the collection "Assembling the Earth"

Written by Gregg Glory [Gregg G. Brown]

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