The Blue Ribbon
A stripe of blue in an ocean of black
Three hundred miles below
At the still time before a thunderstorm
There lies the dazzling beauty
A miniscule of infinity in a blue ribbon glistening in night sky
On the black crescent earth
Dumb, we feel dumb, in the tempest of mirth
From three hundred miles up a tiny blue speckle
A sense of pity in our entity
As we sometimes feel
Looking at a vast ocean from its shore
How poor our reality is
Our home and hearth
Just a speck in space
So was the mercury across the sun
Here in Kolkata yesterday
A dot, a fleck, almost of no worth
Yet we can yearn and earn many sublimes
Your beautiful face in starlit chimes
The world of our thoughts is mighty complex
As we reflect
On the myriad emotions
And the associated countless notions
Flooding over our perception
As we look back dazed from so high up
At the majestic blue ribbon
That is our earth
Environed by black night space
A moment ideal
Real blending in the surreal
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May 10, 2016/30 Lines
Submission for “Just a Thin Blue Ribbon” – Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Rita A. Simmonds
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