Apocalypse gone wrong

The world doesn't feel quite as chaotic

when the sky is blue.

Focus on the blue

of it all,

and not the ending

of it all.

Let me, let the world:

sit,

breathe, and rest.

much like

we were assumed

to as we

anxiously

twiddled

our thumbs

awaiting

the arrival

of..

everything, all

at once. the change

and the fight and

the power, and the

new lives we

have been waiting for.

But remember–

focus on the

sky, the blue:

all of it.

the blue,

and the yellows

And the in between.

The day you

see color

creating the world above you,

you click your

heels with joy

and rejoice in

the wonder

of the apocalypse