Right there, at the end of the horizon,
The same colored duality meets.
One that hides its mysteries beneath,
While the other hides its wonders beyond.
The first hangs above, an azure seeming to be endless.
It embraces the world as an all-encompassing blanket.
It houses the heavenly bodies as they descend
And sweeps the earth with changing emotions.
The second dwells below, with its depths unknown.
Surface glistening, rippling, and reflecting the without.
Like a mask or an illusion to give a beautiful facade.
It makes all of them forget of what truly lies within.
When there comes a time, it doesn't matter what you chose
Both are enchanting in their thousand shades of blue
Whatever path you take, you will be tried and judged,
There will be rewards and gifts and crosses to bear.
Blues of misery and melancholy is on its way, undoubtly.
But there still exists, the blues of faith and trust.
Perfection is nothing but an impossible fantasy
Yet its what we must strive for, such a mirthless irony.
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