Sighs of deepest blue
Thunder from shade to shade,
Spilling into the next
Until they are caught between the waves of cloud.
Mirroring the ocean of cares
And overcrowded lives,
Or refracting the silent, endless darkness behind,
Creating a vast diluted glimpse of the roar of light beyond?
In that shimmering depth plays a silent orchestra,
Vibrating and coalescing into a hymn of color,
A symphony of colossal, unbridled existence.
How many have heard its song
But never grasped the myriad thought
That painted its melody of incomprehensible blue?
A Song that seeps into the ears of our hearts;
Hearts that have so often forgotten how to listen;
Hearts stepping their crippled, staggering beats toward it:
That final, forever hope of hearing.
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