BLUE BEYOND BLUE

BLUE BEYOND BLUE

Many a growing lad have dreamed sultry dreams

Of rosy sunshine and bright moonbeams

Caressing his subtle back while he sprawls out on the sunset stricken beach

Hoping that life remains as he ostentized : BLUE BEYOND BLUE.

I for one was such a lad

Childhood was rosy, sultry and blue.

I had everything for which to be glad:

Parents who loved me and an inheritance I hoped someday to accrue.

Wonderful friends and siblings

Fine clothes with which I could be clad

All was rosy, sultry and blue

Blue beyond blue.

But then even as I grew,

And more experience I tend to accrue,

I started to ponder

How on earth I ended up yonder

With a seemingly blueless sky

Above my head.

Hoping for the utopic situation

Blue beyond blue.

One after another, life has taken from me

Those things once I hoped on

Those things on which I hoped on.

Now it even feasts on my sanity

Like a vulture on the carcass

Leaving me fallow

Like a fruitful but forgotten land

Thou who seest all

Help me lest I fall

For life has taken so much from me

But I want to rejoice in thee.

And just then came the beam

Like an angel in the den

Rays of joy and hope

Illuminating what life has turned to glee.

Then I realize that no matter what life shoves your way

There is a blue beyond the BLUE.