Wild Blue Yonder

Blue. Baby blue. Electric blue. Powder blue, sky blue, aquamarine, sapphire, azure, navy, teal, turquoise. Blue. But this blue was different. This wasn't just a color. The blue above, framed in whipped and billowing clouds, this blue extended beyond. Beyond me, beyond my life, but not beyond my joy. My joy extended, transcended everything. It washed over and through everything, like the mighty sweep of a tidal wave. And it washed in everything, lacing through the pious arteries of the universe. It swirled with the great pulsing blue above me, the sky alive. My joy, alive in the vital exalted space. The blue. His eyes were blue...