The Color of Joy
the Red of our garden roses
maybe
or the bright Yellow
days of summer
or maybe even
the deep tapestry of Gold
Bronze
Russet
in the autumn woods
all these could have been
the color of joy
but now I know
Joy
is
deep Indigo and Charcoal
color of sky on a moonless night
when the western wind
blew open my door
and in the deep midnight Blue hour
brought you home
finally
to me
thecourseofourseasons 
🙂 so happy for you that he’s come home again! and what a beautiful piece to mark his welcome!
I smiled when I saw this in my email as I knew it must be about a homecoming. Glad that things will be better now.
So glad I choose to spend my stolen moment by reading your blog.
that is just the sweetest thing to say, Sam – thanks! K
oh i sure understand that the return of someone you love can make the color of the day the color of joy… it’s so tightly connected to our emotions.. both ways round..
Ah beautiful– k.
smiles…yes, i think i would attribute joy to that color now as well…its good to have them home for sure….i rather find a bit of joy in all the color this time of year…
thanks, Brian – he was away way too long – over a month – never again! but joy abounds at his homecoming – thanks for sticking with me – I have been in a mighty funk – writing lots of sulky morose poems – smiles – but no more! K
smiles. i was away from my fam for 9 months once…saw them every other weekend…it was terrible…i know it feels good to have him home…