Saturday, March 17, 2018

Hues

The hues come by,
As captured by the eye.
Reflected on the ocean blue
So dark, the horizon demarcates the view
Of the blues and the elements.
A distant light shimmers,
Seducing the vessel playing
To whims of the mighty waves waving.
Gusts of wind, however,
Have a different plan altogether.
As the carrier sways playfully
Back and forth to the rhythm
Of nature, amidst the disharmony,
The focus returns to the light.
Solace, it seeks foremost;
Before sailing back in the hues again,
Before departing off the coast.

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