Blue Is As
Blueness, in water, in sky, from guitars, hearts...
all has the same quality
deep
rippling
shimmering even
Sometimes it is welcomed.
Even cherished.
Other times, it overwhelms one with its vastness
it’s darkness.
True though.
It can’t can’t be mistaken for anything else.
If looked into
you know...
you feel it
in its purest sense.
Blue quells fire
cools passion
hides things
Yet one can look in and almost see the future
if one is willing...
but it takes a strong heart to
face the blues
I mean for real
no messing around
If that willingness is there
treasures lie await
for the power of blue
matches no other.
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