Sailing Through the Purple Mist

You make yourself known again

So long you were lost to the darkness

Not even your outline could I make

As the ocean sang to me you appeared like a miracle

On the other side, to the east, peaks our star

It alerted me to your presence

A gentle reminder that dawn always returns

In oranges, reds and greens, it brightens the darkness

Underneath the purple appears pink

Above the purple appears blue

A cascade of colours I never noticed before

I always look to the bright shades of orange

But… the darker, softer, deeper colours hold beauty too

A beauty that is hard to capture

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