In a verdant and saffron atmosphere

I found myself awash

In inky sludge

And black volcanic sand

Lost in oranges and turquoise

Expanded and made hideous

Beautiful for my humanity

Islands rising from the sea bottom

Into glorious sunshine

My feet upon their virgin shores

Bathed in soft cloth

Warm and cleansing upon my skin

The stars shown in silent glory

Awash in the milk of the sky

And the imaginations below 

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