Hue

 It's like walking in darkness, completely blind. The only familiarity is your heart racing. Every sense is heightened. With out stretched arms you reach for life, but gravity has devoured all recognizable touches. You know it's here. As the flow enters the atrium,  you are aware of the slight scent of it. You breathe in the presence that surrounds you. You can't visualize the sight of it just yet, but it's calming. Its aroma paralyzes you in a moment of serine memories. You are not scared. Its warmth is so familiar, a desire that's burned its wick through your life span. You don't know why but you feel as though if you were to lean backwards into it, the memory will catch you mid air. Its grip is gentle and true. You can't see it, but it's ever present. Like being trapped between the lightening and the earth during a rainstorm. It's electric and full of intense radiation, satisfied only by surrendering to the beckoning of its inhabitants. Suddenly its luminous fingers start to rip apart my blindness. It's closer now. I can feel the heat of its adrenaline racing around in the dark and breathing life back into my lungs. A authentic pure vision takes hold of my being. I know it by its hue. Immediately my soul recognizes its equal and the blindness is white. Its every consuming though. It's green, and it's pure. As such my soul recognizes it, it recognizes you. 

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