the cerulean sky hovered
tantalizingly close to the
blazing green hill
and the clouds on the shimmering
horizon sparkled and sparked with intensity
my eyes swam from the sheer
brightness of the landscape
i wanted to
reach out and trail my
fingers through the deep
vast blue and watch
the ripples roll to either
side of the sky.
when i squinted my swimming eyes
the colors ran together
like a Monet painting or a
rainy day
when the greens and blues
melt and slide into
blurred shapes and reflections
of what life was like
before the water.
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