Stone built blues
Imprisoned to eternal order,
tightly masoned red stones
gaze bonded at the afternoon light.
Rebels protrude, a path aloft.
Below water flows hastily
to meet the Aegean blue.
To join the mother sea.
To become salty - alive.
For such is the purpose
to be salty to join the sea,
where order is neigh a bond
nor is the light a maze of green.
For order at sea is the wave
and cleansing path aloft
the blue light - abundant to all,
rebels and obedient alike.
ioannispk - son of a pirate
