chagall backdrop

I pick ground tubers
orange, white, deep purple,
while my students practice
yoga ’bout the hills
around us

In morning sun and overnight dew
I laugh then cry through the splendor

Prisms of light diffract there
on my lashes beaded rainbows

I close my eyes slowly till I am consumed
by indigo, orange,
white, deep purple

© Chagall 2014

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