Cycles in Shades of Blue

Cycles in Shades of Blue

Cyan, cerulean, azure, darkening to indigo. It was awkward but verged on the delightful then passed right on through. How prescient and decisive, crystalizing, coal to diamondish in reverse. Symbolically symbiotic. Perhaps even true.

Still air cooling starts to flow, very softly at first, then, gathering friends, attains zephyrhood and starts to play, swirling, catching threads of rising vapor and weaving them into downy cloudlets. Then, perhaps bored, it drifts away, silver mists trailing.

A single drop forms and falls, splattering in a crystal pond, ripples echoing. Concentric sighs shyly smiling. Whither the rain, the pond wonders, then resumes its lazy slumber. Mists wake and wonder why then wander without much enthusiasm.

Butterfly philosophers observe, perched on leaves on branches on nearby trees, and, after somewhat shallow reflection during which they spread their wings to the evening dew, exchange observations and conclusions and speculation, then start anew.

The sun now hidden, shy stars appear and greet their mistress, tonight, in a crescentic hue. All very slowly dance to creation’s fading tune, a waltz to the ballad of the orbs. A few, perhaps bored or curious, a strange relation between those two, fly away free.

Indigo fades to azure, cerulean, cyan too. It was awkward but verged on the delightful then passed right on through. How prescient and decisive, crystalizing, coal to diamondish. Symbolically symbiotic. Perhaps even true.
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© Guillermo Calvo Mahé; Manizales, 2017; all rights reserved

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