The precious stones weren't hiding
when it rains it's been raining
every day violets grow
in clusters or terracotta faun
families twiddling your thumbs
or clasping steeple bells
furry jesus makes nothing of it
cloud formations named unmixable
oil cloud to blue blotted
this sky vision as far as the eye
goes and then back again
my planet in the sky
near our house
if the ancients thought so
clout in kindness
arms full of burden but burden's
a baby child of
sea mother good
earth eyes like
violetdiamond
been watching for