Shades of Blue (repost)
Standing alone at the sea’s edge, if I forget the land at my back, I feel eternity. More so even when on a small boat at sea, no land for miles around, just the sky, the sea and me. Lost in the shades of blue…
I wonder if that is from whence the term, ’I’m feeling blue” arose. Some sad soul staring at the sky and sea – or lost at sea perhaps. Or sick at sea, heading for shores unknown, or an insecure future – was this soul the origin of the color-emotion association? Did he mean, I feel the vastness of nature and it inspires sadness in me as it forces me to feel my utter insignificance? Or did he feel a cleansing oneness with the blue? His only roof the sky with the sun, moon and stars; beneath his feet the wood between him and the boundless depths of the sea.
When I watch the sun rise, I am full of music. I hear it in the air as if all nature harmoniously greets the light, welcoming back the blue, erasing the heaviness of darkened sea and sky. How can blue be the color of sadness when it inspires absolute and complete joy to the world? The sun has risen. The sky and sea are once again, always and forever blue.
The solitude of an empty sky, an unbounded sea, can reinforce the sadness of a sad man. But, oh, how it can lift a soul to take flight. My eyes rejoice, my heart is happy. Another day has dawned and I have lived to embrace the blue, one more day.
Lost at Sea
Verse 1:
Want to hold you close but you’re always out of reach,
Want to tell you secrets that I know I’ll always keep.
Never want to hurt you, I’m the one that’s losing sleep,
Watch you walk away ’cause I’m scared to take the leap.
Chorus:
Your aqua eyes are so tranquil,
Remind me of the ocean still.
But now I know
But now I know
Its waves are formed of broken dreams
But now I know
But now I know
That heartbreak’s deeper than it seems.
Verse 2:
I’m the one who “had it all” nestled in my hand
But when it came to you, you slid right through like sand.
I’m the one who helped you up, taught you how to stand,
Then you spread your wings, flew away, leaving me on land.
Chorus:
Your aqua eyes are so tranquil,
Remind me of the ocean still.
But now I know
But now I know
Its waves are formed of broken dreams
But now I know
But now I know
That heartbreak’s deeper than it seems.
Perfection in Paint
The waters lay quietly, ever sublime,
as the sky creates its magic in a foray of colors,
casting shimmering gold hues,
rippling reds and faint oranges,
on a night filled with nothing but quiet.
Clouds form their serpentine shapes,
wrapped lazily against a nightscape soon to be misting shadows.
Therein lies the sadness.
It never lasts.
Here I Am, Let Be
The Sky falls to meet the Sea
Abscence causes the other's pain
Yet here I am, let be.
Both frolick as the free
A sacred rite for fierce rain.
The Sky falls to meet the Sea.
Dangerous, I wish to flee
For the Wind is not restrained
Yet here I am, let be.
The whipping Sea seems carefree
Despite the storm it calls, arcane.
The Sky falls to meet the Sea.
Dark clouds form, preparing debris
Lightning fills the mundane
Yet here I am, let be.
It disappears behind my eyes
Banished from my own domain.
The Sky falls to meet the Sea
And here I am, let be.
“And There Was No Longer Any Sea”
Does it ever end
The blue expanse
Stretched across
Oceans and land?
Is there an end
To the gathered seas
Abandoned shorelines
And sandy beach?
Horizons joining
The sky and seas as one
A sort of marrying
Like man of flesh and bone
There is no end
As long as time exists
Our heavy burden
Sorrows and sadness
Just as the sky
Stretches endlessly
The curse and pain
Is mankind’s destiny
Does the sea
Create lands boundary?
Or does land
Hold back the tides and sea?
As with our bodies
Depths of pain a path
Beyond the edge
Contained, yet waves do crash
Upon our faces
When tears breach sandy shores
Of our hearts
The tide pool of our souls
Only beyond
The heavens and the shore
An end to pain
Our souls will finally know
When every tear
We shed is wiped away
By the hand
That first did separate
The firmament
A ceiling ’bove the sea
The expanse
The sky; the heavenlies
Only fleeting
When the sun, she sets
As does our sadness
When we reach our death
Sky/Sea Looking Back
Bodies of water,
Stretching along
The sunset horizon
They are vast,
Reflecting back
The things
We don't want to see
Full of lost hopes,
Crushed dreams
How well the sky and sea
Work together,
To compliment our misery
The picture was uploaded to Flickr by Bureau of Land Management Oregon and Washington, under the Attribution 2.0 Generic license. The license can be found here: https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/2.0/ The uploader's profile can also be found here: https://www.flickr.com/photos/blmoregon/ I only adjusted the size of the picture to fit Prose formatting.
You Do Not Know How To Think
There’s a way inbetween worlds
An open secret
Desquised by five lies tangled up in a sensory overload
In a mad scramble we’ve confused ourselves
And forgotten our way
Thinking thoughts are the same as feelings what we’ve done is forget to feel real for each other
People are people and it’s sad to watch
The people marching to a linear tune
Of tick
And tock
Life lived according to a clock on the wall
Going from A to B, success measured by peers along the way
That’s no life at all
We’ve forgetten our way and gotten lost in the “Real World”
Neglecting all the immaterial treasures that made us Human in the first place
Because we got to where we’re going and that was good enough
So we turned our back on the magick
And turned ourselves into plastic
@dctezcan
There is no end to the sky and the waters. How well they accompany sadness.
The sea and sky, both ever changing blues.
Shades for each kind of sorrow.
Tears falling in a rainbow of hues.
A lonely vastness, of wind and waves.
Rolling over heartbreak and memories.
Crashing into long abandoned graves.
Silent heavens and passive tides,
Sharing a peaceful moment.
Unaware of the comfort it provides.