in a Contemplative Cocoon ...
a Blue kind of contemplation ...
Blue LITERALLY....
not a Blue MOOD...
but a Blue COLOR....
an energetic field of the truest shade of Blue she'd ever experienced...
She wondered, whimsically,
whether Picasso's "Blue Period" felt this way....
She wore NOT "ROSE colored glasses"...
but BLUE ones.....
And through this electric haze of color,
she saw TRUTH....perhaps for the first time....
TRUTH and Translucent ENERGY.....
very, very tough to describe...
POTENT nonetheless....
POTENT through its EXTREME TRANSPARENCY......
surrounded completely by a sort of euphoric, golden stream of consciousness....
and so it went....
