John Tone's Poem

There was a time
When a free sun ran across cobalt
And fields of lavender drifted o’er canopies of emerald trees
To dissolve into the sky; wisps diluting sapphire to amethyst
While radiance transformed our eyes in a flurry of colors
Into shards of light, revolving around an epicenter of solid fixation
And we spent hours staring; eyes glistening in fascination
With not a care in the world
Like Noah who sent a dove to bring back hope
We were at peace with calm
Not a matter to worry
Nor a worry in mind
Peacefully, Blissfully

Then as time wove its tapestry in whirlwinds of flashes
We soon grew, metamorphosis unraveling
We worked, we learned
Under a blazing sun across beds of hard navy
A flaming emblem of the sweat on our brow
And we looked