Three Moods In Blue
The sky shines bright with the sunlight;
The pale blue calls forth the sparrows;
Their songs float out upon the air,
Cascading down where the stream flows.
The rain falls cold from the heavens;
The gray blue drenches the front lawn;
The birds hide fast in the treetops;
Dreary clouds call forth a gray dawn.
The mind falls silent in lone thought;
The deep blue sharpens the senses;
Unlike the sky and the rainfall,
The tranquil mind knows no fences.