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BLUES





Come; join the bluing of the washerwoman,

See the pearl cherries of water glowing blue;

The clouds white column the blue limits of sky.

It is ever so blue where ships are exiled.



Love billows as the clouds colonnade the sky;

Triumphant as it coalesces into a single star

To background the dark blue of galactic space;

There is nothing but love light clusters there.



Among the plethora of blues; endless blues and

Blues that just won’t go away is the blue I feel

During the coldest absence of your faded memory.



All of these blues are confused taken together in the

Air.  The power of these blues is the secret of the sea;

The breadth, length and width of formidable love.