‘Icy Blue** br Swims deep in the ocean’s blanket.~~ br And in the eyes of those who have been through the mountains, ^^ br the valley of leaping shadows. br Those who know the Name, + br the weight of great burdens shed. br “How”, I ask, “do they know where they have gone? ” br A Smile, “ They lost track of the burdens on the journey Home.” br The Icy Blue, in my grandmother’s eyes, br as she told me these tales….*sparkled* br She told them to me one lazy summer, br on the front porch swing, br beneath skies of br Icy blue’ br br Staring at blue glass, making sad rainbows on the wall. br Filtered through Icy Blue glass, ** br Even the sunshine is weeping, br My grandmother, with eyes of Icy blue** br Gone. br On her New Journey.