I would speak every word with the pure compelling light
of the Ulysses’ flashing flutter.
That heart-skipping blue, the colour of delight
lit from within like an exhalation.
I would see every sight with the iridescent shimmer
of the Quandong fruit.
Sapphire spheres dotting the rainforest floor,
shining violet indigo like magic candy.
I would touch each thing with the neon tips
of the Staghorn coral.
As they glow underwater like azure stars
reaching out from a tangle of grey to grasp at life.
I would stand on this ground with the deep intensity
of the blue sea star.
Toeing between the rocks in rich cobalt velvet
settling on any surface with serenity.