red or blue of inner compass

Red or blue,

If only I knew

What kind of color you are,

My inner compass.

Maybe then

It would be easier

To catch the right wave

Or to jump off the other wave

That is better served

When carrying somebody else.

Color is a metaphor

For shape, or form, or motion.

It is a language of its own,

To decipher what the compass is saying.

And the only way

To get its message,

Is to feel it.

Feel it when it’s quiet time…

 

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