TWIN BLUES

TWIN BLUES

Try to ponder a world without blue…

We could never know such thing as emerald leaves

Or ambrosial lavender blossoms on endless fields

No turquoise seas that sparkle in deep grotto's

Or grand Lapis Lazuli temples in old Morocco

11:11

Sometime, during the dawn of humanities awakening

From the womb of creation was sent a dispensation

of the most wondrous cerulean rays to light up the skies

Suddenly we saw everything with brand new eyes

From where did these rays come? Only God knew

What enlightenment was encoded in this strange new hue?

As it descended into our consciousness and into our view

That ray of blue light abruptly split into two

The Alpha and omega blueprint of these rare souls

Source love in Union, counterparts of the whole

The split ripped them apart, left so utterly broken hearted

They would search through eternity for their one true beloved

Cycles and spirals of lifetimes went by
No matter how far we drifted, I still felt his heartbeat in mine 

With my head in the clouds as I was looking up at the sky
Per chance one day in the midst of a crowd he walked right by

I may not have recognized him at first because

Sometimes he is a jazzman in the world of ideas.

But mostly he’s a bluesman in the life of the mind

But I heard the unmistakable whisper telling me “You’re mine”

Then, when his eyes met mine, careening through my mind

were brilliant mandalas of diamond and sapphire

Rays of luminous blue light re-ignite

to penetrate our darkness with his rainbow wand of light

The tug of our heart is deep and true

He has been holding a flame for me,

and I for him too

Still…

try to imagine the sky if it wasn’t blue

what is even harder than that is

trying to contemplate a world without you

© Divinia 18^th October 2015

The two lines

Sometimes he is a jazzman in the world of ideas.

But mostly a bluesman in the life of the mind

is a variation of the quote from

Philosopher, civil rights activist and professor

Dr Cornel West

There is a hidden link within the body of the poem
that explains that there really was a time in our history
where people could not see or recongnise the colour BLUE.
Very interesting read.