Seven Shades and Mr Blue Skies

"Seven Shades and Mr Blue Skies"
You walked into the storm and waited for some sign to struggle less face upturned looking for Blue Skies Seven shades illuminated the yearning of your heart Each colour a meaning and emotion buried firmly in the past bespoke in prison Grey Seven signs of reverence Delivering a meaning to distinguish dark night from new day, some kind soft semblance of Light attracting a different colour hidden in the spectrum beyond ultra violet one that doesn’t dissolve in a bed of lies uncovering a deeper shade of Love, the heart seeking truth, tries some kind of colour that doesn’t fade past the unseen arc into forever lights some kind of spark, stays A life in five minutes served in years of Seven for severence a mind is locked some small thoughts of forgiveness. stopped Each veil falls bare to the bone Walking further down the less trodden trail the rising of a naked soul back turned on a wrong turn Walks Home; do or die, won't fail Door closes Dead Chapters burnt ashes returned to Grey, who stole time bartering a child, parlayed Message received Priority post mailed. Black on white. Healing is in the turning away A fresh life turning towards new colours Vibrant treasures jewels the mind touched seen only through dry tears on a rainy day You walked into the storm and waited for some sign to struggle less, a healing of some kind face upturned looking for Mr Blue Skies (LadyLabyrinth / 2020)
"Healing"/ Howling https://youtu.be/PIVxn6i-Zuo "Mr Blue Sky" / ELO https://youtu.be/wuJIqmha2Hk
"Donde termina el arco iris, en tu alma o en el horizonte?" Pablo Neruda
“One thing: you have to walk, and create the way by your walking; you will not find a ready-made path. It is not so cheap, to reach to the ultimate realization of truth. You will have to create the path by walking yourself; the path is not ready-made, lying there and waiting for you. It is just like the sky: the birds fly, but they don't leave any footprints. You cannot follow them; there are no footprints left behind.” Osho "Healing yourself is connected with healing others." “We may walk different paths, but our destination is the same… The Light.” “Eventually you will come to understand  that Love heals everything, and Love is all there is.” "Where does the rainbow end, in your soul or on the horizon?” Pablo Neruda
"Healing", Howling / LYRICS https://genius.com/Howling-healing-lyrics "Mr Blue Sky" / ELO https://genius.com/Electric-light-orchestra-mr-blue-sky-lyrics
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Lindley Avatar
June 30, 2020 at 9:14 AM
My dear friend, your poetry always awes me but this poem absolutely had floored me this fine morn! Without any doubt in my ind this is truly top class exceptional poetry! A fav.. God bless...
Labyrinth Avatar
June 30, 2020 at 3:34 PM
I've been writing about the quest to find Mr Blue Skies for years it seems, perhaps he is one of three, perhaps he is one of four. Ties in nicely with the Rainbow theme. However, this is a story about closing chapters to the past and moving forward into a brand new future.
Poetry Avatar
June 29, 2020 at 1:41 PM
It's a special kind of sky when all you can see are endless skies of blue
Labyrinth Avatar
June 29, 2020 at 7:09 PM
Costa Rica. "Look at the Sky" ....love it. https://youtu.be/TaWj11ytMzs
Labyrinth Avatar
June 29, 2020 at 7:06 PM
https://youtu.be/qdfvtX-wxlQ
Labyrinth Avatar
June 29, 2020 at 7:06 PM
Some rainbows for your thought....
Labyrinth Avatar
June 29, 2020 at 7:02 PM
https://youtu.be/4x5tSzTgyFw
Labyrinth Avatar
June 29, 2020 at 7:01 PM
I am not kidding, that rainbow was so low and so vivid and people stopped to take photos. My photo doesn't do it justice. Simply stunning. You could see the clear linear striations of each colour and the near to invisible ones. There are Rainbows in the clouds these days, not full arcs, that is so strange, a phenomonon I have seen regularly over the past few years in Australia, but do not ever recall seeing as a child, a fairly new phenomonon. Glowing orbs in clouds throughout the dark of night....strange times indeed, my friend. xx
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June 29, 2020 at 7:01 PM
https://youtu.be/tAsHc2165Js
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