THE AESTHETIC BLUE

Sometimes the color blue
is more luscious than mercury,
more fluid, more
tranquil, more elegant
than the misty sea.

Yet, a color, only so real
as a dream can be;
languid and devoid
of quality;
but from us comes
its world alive,
comes this world we see.

What then is beauty?
An art so graceful as
a princess born to be;
Created, yet natural;
An order in chaos, seen
only with the eyes  of
an infinite being -
set free.