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Inspired by a pic of a beach |
| Having almost completely transformed The soft ripples and waves Are an indigo bridge between below and above Between the frail and the divine An azure veil between the secular and the sacred Between the unholy and the holy Limitless cerulean skies urge the creatures below to conform So that communion is complete The sand is warm and soft, Wheat colored Reluctantly absorbing sapphire from the sky No choice but to be a mirror of infinity Slowly losing the fight to remain yellow-brown Such a powerful color, envoking powerful emotion Strong as iron, while graceful as flame What can withstand it when it aims to change? I believe eternity is the color of sky And immortality is royal |