but blue had magic too meaning giant ships and giant fish rockets to the moon and planet shores too big and far away too terribly true incredibly a glamorous color blue suiting cinderella's glass slipper forget me nots and chinese porcelain and once I found a blue shell so fragile I let it crumble on the sand irretrievably but even the primary colors are not all the colors and each day has its color each day radiates its own color on the wheel endlessly and they are wrong who say all colors are gray unable to remember unwilling to separate with desperate impatience unimaginatively dusk I love dusk I love who know the morning's light the night's darkness, the black and white of yes and no and all false and true I have lived with definite so long with wrong and right, with weak and strong with how much undefined dusk by you for I have seen the between hours when towers grew soft as flowers and cold stones were stemmed in warmest hue and I have watched a kind gentle grace take place behind the coarser face unloose the many masks old and new I too felt the purple air's dissent from meant purpose and clear intent nothing certain but a changing view then let me have time's dusk perspective to give the life men think they live an outer shape and an inner clue the lovers after the sunlight over barren fields after the dry wind through stony creeks we found our little green where lilies were and knee deep oxen stood watching us triumphant under trees... for this was peace as nature meant nature's peace to be with fertile soil made ready by its need with instincts tamed in gentler ways than fear with freedom measured freely as the sky measures breath... we lay there side by side breathing kisses, feeling the wet and cool of bodies grassed in loving, each a groove within a groove seeking counterpart with close-open-close, with light in dark and waves lapping... we heard the overflow of lake on buttressed dam down sluiced walls making music in ditches, singing birth to stalks in the earth, with giant surge of up and out bringing humanity a greater day for love... then happily we rose and barefoot walked the golden green to where horses and men waded beneath multifoliate rays of setting sun their work done before the darkness come to cheat them... together all of us swam glad for the fresh clean water which ran on hands and hoofs, on flesh and hide, like beams bathing between, feeling our oneness sweet reward, for the sun was a broken sword pointing the peace towards our tomorrow whatever else may be as long as you're happy there were flowers on the street and sweetmeats at noon and a high wind in the towers ceaselessly as long as you're happy there were mornings in the sun and nights in the moon and a magic in the warnings heedlessly