If You Knew

I am blue,

Pure, deep and true.

The warm summer sky,

And the swirling patterns in crystal eyes.

The sea deep and old as time.

These things am I.

In the jays feathered wing.

In the artists brush that sings.

I cover the speckled robins egg as it lays at rest.

I am in the field of forget-me-nots where you lay down your head.

In the snowflake I reflect beauty.

Warmth and life are in me.

But all that others see is the cold of ice.

The darkness of night and the fear in which it resides.

To many I am nothing but deepest midnight.

They do not see the robbins egg or the blue of sapphire.

Don't glimpse the warmth of a spring shower.

They forget I am in the rainbows arc.

Don't remember I am in the furnace spark.

And so I wander alone.

Known as nothing but cold.

But if you knew me truly,

You would glimpse the life I bring.