Once serene this cerulean face untroubled
The golden orb with warm kisses it smothered
The playful zephyrs to it daily sends
Scents of plum, of roses and of the dame of night
To which the peaceful blue resigns in delight.

The water from below this peaceful blue
Swims fast and hard, frothy and true;
For every rock, it dodges, for every twist, it bends
Unlike this watchful and reluctant azure
That seems content with its niche so sure.

Sweet swift wind, the blue it gives a warm embrace
The soft fertile ground keeps the blue in a safe place,
The bamboo entertains with its rhythmic sways and bends
While the verdant leaves dance to the beat of the air;
Just as the birds render songs sung by naiads fair.

A lethargic peace bound this restful azure so tight
That this peace became its only life and delight;
Daily, blue languished in its sea of friends
Just as a princess might bathe in a soothing fragrant pool,
Or just as one might, in summer, lie under a shade so cool.

But one fateful night while the blue was sound asleep
The cogs of fate started turning within the secret deep;
With the sands of time, tranquility ends
As this peaceful life that made this naïve azure elated
Is snatched by destiny to make chaos reinstated.