Skylights

By Peter Halstead

Wind as blue as sky today,
Day as sharp as summer eyes,
Sky as still as Sunday ice,
Eyes today as light as lights

Play the game of day again,
Light as sun in summer wind,
Sharp today as you and I,
Skylights in the still blue sky

That winds around the summer ice,
Game as light and still as skies
When you and I are children
Of its sharp blue eyes again.