Blue

May 24, 2023

Can blue be so deep it fades to navy the deeper your stare down. Can it change to striking teal a moment later? Can a color be alluring, beckoning you to come in so it swallows you whole? Can the color have a distinct sound, a delicious whisper, a tease to tickle your ear? The water of the Aegean is blue like this. One look and it hypnotizes me making me want to go down down down into its exotic depth. And it contrasts sharply with the other colors around it. The volcanic red stone is a deep ember like a flame devouring a pine. Or the black silt of the sand now glows gray, it almost shines. And the once stark white of the stone near the coast fades into sea glass green. The water is so blue you feel like you could drink it and it would quench a dying man’s thirst. And the caps of its waves shine through like a flashlight in the dark. Even the sky can’t compete with the blue of the Aegean. The distinction between where water meets sky is undeniable. The sky’s blue is a dusty country road where the blue has been blurred by the kicked up dirt of a passing old rickety truck. The blue of the Aegean is superior. I feel like I didn’t know what blue was until I sailed its precious waters. If I could stay and float all day, I would drift into a serene state of Aegean bliss.