Movement of blue

Varying shades
Purples
Pinks
Blues
Moving across
Into the world
Circular clouds
Haze of white
Turning into
Diamond crystals
In the palm of my hand.
Cool nights chill
Breath on the air
Frozen
Suspended
While fire in hearth
Warms with its glow
Through windows
I peer out and in.
Dream of sun
Of the glow of summer days
We sit warm in wool
And daydream
The blues
Moving them away
With an image of pure sunshine
Of the happy place within
The confines of the heart
That simply longs
For warmth.