The double dose of living

There is the green of grass
The green of trees, light in sun and dark in shade,
The blue green of Kentucky
And the mud brown underneath
Out of which the green sucks life.

There is the deep blue of evening
And the light blue of noon
And the navy shades of twilight
Around the pink and red that swirls from
Out the golden depths of dying day.

There are the white clouds as still as stone
And the gray swirl of undulating depths
Above our heads
The dark and looming thunder heads
Out of the horizon come blowing.

There is flowing river and rapid white
The emerald sea that runs towards the shore
And deep blue lake as clear as crystal
The splatter of the rain like grapes upon the roof, the bursting
Out of running streams that rush towards the canyon.

There is the cleansing of the world
The thick congealing blood that leaks from wounds
The limpid drops that drip from eyes
The white and gray of stuff that pours from
Out the body.

There is the smile that radiates,
Evaporates like flesh into the ether.
The moment full of living and oh sweet loving
Is gone and we coalesce from blessed two
Out of air into a pair of single ones.

Alone, along the shore
Full of grief and joy in equal measure.
Hold on, hold on, my heart, to me,
Besotted by your overbrimming twain,
Addicted to the taste of sweet and salty tears.

~ by reeven on June 14, 2009.