Shift to Blue
under ebony linen
scented with heliotrope
my iris heart murmurs a tattoo
in time with dawn's chorus
syncopates
shifts to blue
indigo feathers grow restless
yearn to feel the warm wind
reach out and up
brush the sunbaked stratosphere
a soft breath rustles and quivers
ultra-marine sprouts from my scapula
I breathe
treble tickles the soil
vibrato echoes
the cold of twilight
is muted and transcended
the horizon blooms
roses and cherry petals
blue becomes electric
pinions root to the sky
wings escape the earth
Today, Hivelanders, we are seeing our price take a dip; some of you may be getting scared and selling off. Don't get scared and weather the storm. Our strength is our community and it cohesion. We are building some unique and immensely valuable. Stay the course. We are the real thing.
Take care and stand up for each other.
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A light stroke will do
When swimming with the current
A bird need only spread her wings
To fly with the wind
Plan your destination with the tide
Always reach the shore
link to spoken word
Fight not the current, wind, or tide
Use the flow
Observe, accept, and guide with a gentle hand
All has come from what was
All that will come
Comes from what is
Pryde with a hat and even more importantly with a smile!!! Makes a perfect profile pic. Life is too short not to smile (and even laugh) now and again. Bravi, Pryde!
Thanks Paul. Things are looking sunnier, even up here in the frozen tundra:)
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Nice photography.
Thank you:)