New Eyes


Reformation.
Morning’s dew.
Brightest sky.
Bluest blue,
golden hue
of happiness
prescribed
to masses
drawn tight.
So, hold tight.
Cherish it.
Lay no waste
to its freedom.
Cherish it.
Store it safe
in eyes’ memory
of brightest blue,
blue as skies
of oceanic size.
Store it safe
in heart’s mind.
Warm as sun’s
warmest days,
brightest rays.
Happiness.
Restoration.

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