hues of blues

in my earliness, the hues of blues that moved within

would rise on the currents of hopes and dreams and all things that lie between

these hues of blues would at times seem gray yet always brought peace at the end of the day

in my middleness, the hues of blues that moved within

were absent of love, absent of peace and only had room for the ugliness of my beast s

these hues of blues were closer to black - harsh, hard and spirited from lack

in my presentness, the hues of blues that move within

are soft, quiet, calm - borne of forgiveness, my hearts’ soothing balm

these hues of blues are vibrant, vivid and bright, filled with thanksgiving, joyfulness and light

my hues of blues now intertwine together

my heart, my mind, my spirit ...

my greatest gift for which i am grateful forever