Candor Blue

What doesn’t solve the mystery
Can still leave serenity
Those are the esoteric eyes.

In the Pacific’s afternoon they are
The blue and the sparkle
The calm and the excitement of
Youth’s venture into ebbing harmony
Innocence and joy
The recipe of Peace.

Under the moon-glowing night
Those eyes are Pacific’s midnight
Water gently lapping us back to melodious sleep
They are the honest answer that
Everything is in balance
Day is day and night is night
These are the eyes of devotion
Eyes that smile back
Reflecting what is beautiful
A tranquil image true
These are the eyes of Candor Blue…