Bright sun is heating the earth.
The warmth soaks into my back
as I reach down into a deep basket
of wet vestments,
which will cover the backs of the ones I love.
I reach down and reach up, pinning
each spanned against the great blue sky,
banners of color: red, fuschia, gold, white.
I raise these flags high
`til the sun which heats the earth
coaxs the moisture from them
back into the air,
into the air which surrounds us all.
we are enveloped in radiance.