(Dedicated to the WonderBlue of Jasper&Banff National Park, Alberta, Canada)
In the heart of the Earth’s canvas lies a gem
A tranquil piece of artistry that goes by the name of Jasper&Banff’s Blue.
It’s a shade that beckons the mind to wander
To lose itself in the depths of a traveler’s roaming desire.
Imagine a crystal
Polished by time
Revealing layers of blue that mirror the calm expanse of the sky on a rippleless serenity.
Each hue is a moment of peacefulness
A tranquil drop of blue eternity
Like a whispered secret
A quiet reflection of distant mountains on the unperturbed waters of the lake.
The blue is more than a color
It’s a feeling
A sense of peace that enveloped me the moment I gazed upon it
A blue that evokes memories of childhood calendar-picture days.
So known
Yet unknown.
It’s as if the polished crystal itself Held the essence of a permanent blue calmness
Inviting gazers like us
To forget the chattering chaos that goes on in the mind
Melting and merging into the solace of its gentle embrace.
In the quiet depths of our conversation
The unique blue whispered stories of ancient oceans to me
Of times long past when the world was a different place.
It shared with me the ageless wisdom of life and death
Reminding me of the vastness of existence and the continuity of life.
The big mind behind it all
And the small mind that claims “I know it all”.
You and I are not different, it said.
Come sit closer
You will know it.
Feel it.
Gazing into the Blue
I could hear the soft lapping of waves against distant shores
Of the tranquil forests of spruce, pines and fir
Where echoes of life melodies lie trapped in millions of pine cones.
Cones that will burst into life
Of coniferous trees, like unsung heroes.
BanffJasper’s blue transcended every physical realm
Transporting me to a place of deep serenity
Of Mantra chants
And Meditations
Where selfish thoughts dissipate
Like mist in the morning sun.
It’s a treasure we found in the heart of the Earth
A piece of art crafted by time
And Nature’s patient hand.
The blue is a testament
Of the beauty that Nature’s pallete decides
Everyday
Eternally
Waiting to be witnessed
By those who dare to look a little closer
To appreciate the azure wonder Not man made.
With every glance at the magical Blue
The mind got gently disentangled
There was a shared origin, I realized.
Then suddenly
There was no you and I
We were one.
Our encounters were no more
Interactions of awe
They were moments of reconnections
Affirmations of a bond
Old and strong
Unbreakable by the illusion of time.
The Enchanted Blue
And I
Were simply one.
There was no separation.
Our source was the same.
We were one.
From the same cosmic clay we emerged
Our oneness defied
Every superficial boundary of forms
There was a deeper unity
The blue and I.
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