Lapis Lazuli in Chile

Snowbound, shaggy, and stark,

America's harsh cordillera,

a planet:

there lies the cerulean of blues,

blue solitude, hid blue,

nest of blue, lapis lazuli,

my land's azure skeleton.

A fuse burns, the collision clears

and the breast of the stone breaks up:

soft humus above the blast

and beneath it blue bonework,

stone mounding ultramarine.

Cathedral of buried blues

jolt of cerulean crystal,

the sea's eye sunk in snow-

you advance back again from water to light,

to day, to the clear skin

of space, turning

the earth's to the sky's

blue

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