Saturday, May 21, 2016

This Sea, This Air, This Blue

He woke to find the dawn devoted to the color blue.
Striding, riding, gliding into the intriguing scheme
of its embracing hue, into the waking dream
that he was flying, swimming through alluring shades
of air and sea into new points-of-view, he wondered
at his suddenness of certainty – as if the soft insistence
of Existence had contrived to bring the thing to be:
“This sea, this air, this blue is me.”


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