‘Blue’
The fog reached out from the sky like a silver ladder
Connecting the sky with the water the colour of dark blue
The infinite blueness covered the view
Anxious, mysterious and true
The thoughts reached out from the mind like a silver platter
A cry for knowledge, a cry for sense
The infinite hunger covered the view
Anxious, mysterious and true
The mind reached out to the nature in hope for it to matter
Unsure of its origin, unsure of the aim
The infinite uncertainty covered the view
Anxious, mysterious and true
The nature reflected the mind, in truth
The understanding never came
But the hope lingered that the existence of both
Was the destiny’s intentional move
Posted on May 26, 2014, in Poems and tagged aim, blue, creative writing, existence, fog, life, mind, nature, philosophy, poem, Poems, poetry. Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.
Nicely done!
Thank you! 🙂