Colors

The Blue Breath

 

The blue breath of earth

sighs heavily at me

(as if saying, really live

the life I generously gave

you to live, live with passion)

The blue breath of earth

sighs heavily at me.

 

The golden dust of space

brushes the languid thought

away from my muddled mind

(trying to instill a terrestrial existence

with a cosmic appreciation of love)

The golden dust of space brushes

the languid thought away from my mind.

 

The white froth of the skies

purifies my contaminated soul

(painting with whole colors a

meaning worthy of love’s true life)

The white froth of the delicate skies

purifies my contaminated soul.

 

The red blood of fragile nature

tempts my body always with

desirous actions fraught with peril

(daring a life lived on the edge

and begging from us a life’s exercions

to attain a supercilious goal)

The red blood of a fragile nature

tempts my body with desirous actions.

 

The blue breath of the earth

sighs heavily at me

(as if really telling me, go ahead

live the life you were created

to live, and live it with passion)

The blue breath of earth

sighs heavily at me.

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1 Response so far »

  1. 1

    The second stanza stood out to me.
    Well said!


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