Deja' Blue

My heart hasn’t felt this heavy in a quite a long while.

As the ashes from another relationship form a wind blown pile. 

A burden it seems as attached itself to my heart.

Laying it all back down to rest may take a deeper look into my art.

But to paint with such bold colors can fetch a hefty price. 

Blank canvas framed with gold, better check my palette twice.

As a painting can be hard to see in the absence of light.

Such is sailing in the dark after my port has been turned to right. 

So I quietly plot a new course with my trusty internal compass.

Experiencing bright sunsets in the distance like a spiritual Aurora Borealis. 

In one moment the lights might seem too intense too see.

Burning so brightly you just might not recognize me. 

As the man who wore his true colors if for only a starry eve. 

Those lights shine brightly in the sky and help me to believe.

That there is always Love in the world when you think it fades away.

Universally available to me as I sail into the light of day.