Smokey Hues Of Blue

Through smokey hues of blue,
the world reveals herself to me
and makes me to see;
unfolding gently,
sometimes wildly.

In a tango of conflict,
waves curl and roll;
crashing and thrashing
like an unsettled sea,
she dances.

Beckoning, she calls,
trying to lure me in,
with cloudless skies
and sunny days;
obscuring the deluge.

I, ever watchful
through my shades of blue,
see with clear vision
that which she would
disguise and conceal.

A misty haze gives way
to waterfalls and rainbows;
sparkling and dazzling,
the world in her glory;
creation revealed.

Yet, in her gentleness,
lays a tamed wilderness;
an oxymoron within itself,
for amid the colour, she resides,
within the smokey hues of blue.

© Leslie C Dobson

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