Blue Flower

Blue Flower

 

Flower, you're outstanding

in a field of weeds.

You're high on sunshine,

stoned to the seeds.

Love is just another

flutter-by butterfly

on you.

I'm talking spring cologne,

blown in on a breeze,

with hummingbirds

and honey bees.

Every little sugar sweet

"something-for-nothing"

seems to rely on you,

Blue flower.

 

Springs eternal, honey,

Oh, the hope of my heart,

when the Angels of April

Have torn me apart

And the everlasting wonder

If the summer time shining is blinding me.

There's a slow parade of lovers,

in the backs of parked cars, out where the moonlight is singing

to the shimmering stars.

It makes a long, low sound

that bounces all around town,

Reminding me of

Blue flowers.

 

August turned to Autumn, as we withered away

into the Indian summer

at the end of the day.

Now I must lay me down, alone,

In a field of sharp stone,

Still,

In all,

My faith is strong.

I'll just live on grace and patience,

turn my face to the wind,

until the winter is over

and it's springtime again.

I can hold on here forever, come Hell or hard leather,

Bad weather never lasts

too long,

Blue Flower.

 

Musical Lyrics Blue Flower - Still, Small Voice and the Joyful Noise

/ Chip Mckenzie

 

 

Helped make some art in Moab last fall as the moon, the stars, and a man with a flashlight illuminated the yogini and the landscape.

 

Double arches, kinda like double rainbows... What does this mean.

 

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