blue

standing by
the "kingston"
or what once was,
in an earlier reincarnation
of a reincarnation...
of a place with a memory

i looked up
at the night sky


the brightest of dark blues highlighted with blue clouds



i thought about him




in that moment of absolute beauty
of absolute blue


i walked briskly towards the park
in hopes of taking in big gulps of the colour
in hopes of being transformed in the moment
by the moment

in hopes of finding God
in my experience of a singular event of colour

as i approached the customs office,
i was struck by how the sky had changed
a deep indigo had seeped across the horizon
the clouds shone with the palest white


at that moment,


i missed him



profoundly