Blue

For the first time I see,

the ocean is blue, and blue is the ocean.

I look, and for the first time I know,

Here is now, and now is here.

I stand and I know

my feet will move, and I will follow.

I touch and I understand,

what I feel is real and what is real I can feel.

The sky is blue as the ocean

my eyes are clear as its reflection.

I am no longer paralyzed under grey skies or trapped inside of grey eyes.

The ocean is blue, and the world is round. I cannot fall.

I am safe.