Irises.
1.
Every time I turn the same corner
You take my breath away
2.
Greeted by blue and purple irises
Taking out the trash is fragrant joy.
3.
'We should walk on the plains,' you said.
Rusty gate creaked and clanged
Evening shadows fell on Flatirons.
We walked over rock, grass, sedge
Beckoned to muddy hollow
By fluttering shawls of blue
Bog mirroring sky.
Cicada choir buzzed, whirred, clicked
With soprano meadow lark solo
You inhaled perfume of iris
Kneeling as if in prayer.
Sun dropped behind foothills
And soaring above lark song
Coyotes chanted evening sacrifice.
Eternal blessed moment.
