June Maureen Hitchcock

A Touch of Magic

A hole appeared in the sky

And prisms of light streamed down

To the pristine lake below.

I’d read about a “biblical sky” -

And I decided this was it and I’d never forget it.

As our car rounded the canyon,

I looked out at the cliff wall opposite,

And it was as if fingers from Heaven had carved

a message -

Of light and shade in the rough brown rock face.

Looking at my colour slide again,

I remember so well that breathtaking scene from

long ago -

A touch of magic.

© June Maureen Hitchcock, April 6, 2012