Poem from The Color Series: Blue
To see a world in an ocean dark,
And the vast blue of the heavens,
Ground rare lazulite on reserve -
That celestial shade of seven.
Tis the rarest note in nature,
Though it's found both above and below.
A cold, supernatural beauty,
Transforming transcendence and woe.
In warm to cool tones detached from earth
We're drawn into her depths of calm,
From melancholy and despair
To eternal heights of holy psalms.
We rise, we fall, some bleed in blue
Beneath this tent and vast wild yonder,
Where music rings out in somber tunes
And our souls are left to ponder.