Blue Jay

Loneliness is among the fundamental conditions bestowed upon humanity, much like our two feet that carry us without the gift of flight. It is inevitable.
Blue Jay captures the delicate, inner and outer details that only reveal themselves in solitude, when we look closely enough to truly see.
The blue flows and merges into countless shades, becoming something magical, something that soothes.
The wings of a butterfly, the wings of a bird — two kindred essences entwined, embodying companionship within oneself, and the fantastic made manifest.

Poem

Quantum blue warmth,
bearing the grace of a miracle,

Across greens and whites of a melancholic horizon,

A single symphony drifts over the fields,

Gathering the silenced air,

Concluding mid-flight, in a deep, resonant wave,

Poised for the crucial moment when sound breaks free,

Alighting like light upon the inherent abyss.

Can one define such joy within chaos?

— Maria Helena