DARK BLUE BOTTLE
It was a dark blue bottle -
holding dark blue
wine -
at least that’s what it looked like -
as I looked through the outside
into the inside of the blue bottle.
God, why didn’t
you make some
of us with skin of blue - such a
of us with skin of blue - such a
calming color? The blues could
be the peacemakers. They could
be the ones bringing us calm.
Well, God, you didn’t. So we the black
ones, the tan ones, are the ones who
have to make peace with one another,
pouring out our wine and our blood,
so that we can be calm for one another.
© Andy Costello, Reflections
2017
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