Cerulean skies spread wide

Bespeaking a mysterious land

Speckled clouds of indigo

Drift just beyond my touch

As if by resonance unseen

Fine veils flutter in the wind


Grey pools, bestirred by echoes

Unheard in stirring silent depth

Silvered forms languidly drift

Silent beneath the surface

Dark spires pierce the calm

Tracing paths of thought


Emerald fields lie sparkling

Soft among earthen flesh

Wrought like fine lashes

Tendrils dance to life’s breathe

As fields of white bound

The warm security of life


Pale suns glimmer idly

Watching in repose

My gaze bemused, drawn in

Searching depths unseen

I watch myself watching

Through varicolored prisms



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