From tiny beginnings to oceans I discovered the world in words


Indigo of the third eye,
swallow blue,
darkens in the east
as the sun sets,
transcending time,
opening the gate
to higher conciousness,
clarity and purpose
and the intuition
of the swallow on
a 2,000 mile journey.

Elaine Morris (c) May 2016


Comments on: "Blue" (6)

  1. Thank you Rising Hawk

  2. A lovely vision.
    I found two different blue bird eggs this week.
    They were not indigo…that is a special blue.

  3. Thanks Mathanga for reading my poem.

  4. Thank you Moviejoltz

  5. Thanks for the like Chris.

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