The Blue of Divinity
The blue of divinity—
Foaming bright seas,
The stretch of infinity,
White in the breeze,
A bounteous fountain of azure, here as I clasp my two knees.
The isle in the distance—
As lonely as me,
The ocean’s insistence;
Stand up and run free!
But, like the ice, I am frozen; silence is my only plea.
The soul I knew — shattered,
Like glass on the ground,
The parts of me scattered,
In sharp smashing sound,
My brothers and sisters died with me; buried below in the ground.
The race to restore me,
Was perilous quick,
Devils in fury,
With bile flowing thick,
Hopeless through Neverland kingdoms; trust me, they tried every trick!
Here by the breakers,
I hear rolling waves,
Dainty peacemakers,
In sheltered enclaves,
The blue of divinity dazzling, here by these oceanside caves.
Winds bring elation—
A lover’s sweet breath,
This lonely prostration,
As holy as death,
Clasping mine body for comfort, tremulous as sad Macbeth.
Storms sometimes gather,
Upon the spry sea,
White foam a lather,
Enveloping me,
Lightning awake in the distance, striking the waves bitterly.
I am dumbfounded—
Cut raw, to the quick,
Mournful, astounded,
By agony’s prick,
Weeping alone in this daydream; severance makes me feel sick.
Solace I’m seeking,
In bleakness profound,
Never once speaking,
On this hallowed ground,
Peace — like the nectar of heaven; only in death is it found.
Salt wind the mother,
That comforts my soul,
Water my brother,
To make me feel whole,
Forsaken ever in shadows, here in my clandestine shoal…
ADL
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