Blue and you

photo: bluebutterflyofhope.com

Where does it come from?
How would I know?
I sit at my keyboard and go through blue lights
flying off fingertips
Sun’s eclipse pouring through my head
surpassing my lips, instead
It comes in Frames
Pictures on a wheel
or the ones I steal from the other side
when I hide in bed and dream
And then ~
sometimes from places I’ve been
through dark halls via tumbling walls
crumbling inside by my missteps and Guides
Or does it come from me
whomever I may be
at the moment,
depending on my state of being
of seeing a blink in time
the way things are,
or could be
An omen?
Perhaps
No mishaps in the universe
Could be a curse
brought on by myself
or worse - it could be Me
Let it Be

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