Dust and the human environment add to its surface but everyone knows the color has not changed. Each shape reflects what it represents; all have designs of their own merit.
You sit and wonder as a hue of blue focuses on the soul of mankind. They serve as a model resting on the window sill of life. At this instant of time they match the clear sky outside. With that blend of nature you wonder how this part of nature was kept such big secret. As the seasons pass and you grow old but these four blue bottles never change. Even in cloudy days they shine and glitter.
Dust and the human environment add to its surface but everyone knows the color has not changed. Each shape reflects what it represents; all have designs of their own merit. Each are different but with the one common focus, called life. It is not what they represent; only what value these four bottles have on you.
Days come days go, you can be happy, you can be sad but what you can not do is change the color blue.
When night comes and the moon is full with its glow, each bottle holds its own power of what can not be seen. While the birds sing the stars glitter and all there ever was will be.
Years pass as mankind changes and grow into its own power base. Modern technology brings on the new, but it can not alter what is blue. The room can be empty or crowded; nothing matters because it is always there.
So you begin to wonder why this has such importance, but deep down inside you know that it is true , blue is for ever and affects all. Much like the water and the sky, it is all and can be considered as one.
Five years have passed. The sequel to the award-winning Chapel of Eternal Love, this book revisits the same couples in the first book, and where the lives have taken them since they left the altar at The Chapel of Eternal Love
The gifted and fascinating Urban Poet, Asa D Seeley, once again speaks. He introduces a New Genre of Poetry...Reality Confrontation. Juxtaposed with Essay and staying true to his unique style, Asa brings a breath of...fresh air...to the world of poet
You sit and wonder as a hue of blue focuses on the soul of mankind. They serve as a model resting on the window sill of life. At this instant of time they match the clear sky outside. With that blend of nature you wonder how this part of nature was kept such big secret. As the seasons pass and you grow old but these four blue bottles never change. Even in cloudy days they shine and glitter.
