Into the Blue

Jonathan Douglas Dowdle was born in Nashua, NH and has traveled throughout the US, he currently resides in South Carolina. Previous works have appeared or are appearing in: Hobo Camp Review, 322 Review, The Opiate, The Right Place At The Write Time, Blue Hour Review, Whimperbang, After The pause, Midnight Lane Boutique, North Of Oxford, Adelaide, Blue Moon, Bitchin’ Kitsch And The Big Windows Review.

Into the Blue

I think of your heart, love as blue,
Where truth meets truth,
Sudden as a glance might spark a chance
For atoms to diffuse,
Come together in some new element,
This continent
Born in the view, where the gaze reflects
The shadow of truth
Enough that we are returned,
Hopeful and high
To that bridge of forever,
Where we live, and we die.

I am only the passerby
Taking things in, the shield of the heart
Against a world wearing thin;
Glad for existence, glad for the sight,
Glad for the meaning,
Even if there is no right
To see it as such,
The sowing, the sown,
The branches between
And how they have grown.

I’m glad for that vision,
That light refracts light,
Burning like the sun
Against the skin of the moon,
Another pale witness
To the passing, elemental moment,
Passing through eternity
Into the blue.

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