woman wore blue

like a deep azure

like the middle of the ocean

deep down under

into the heart

her dress flowed

her walk was a glide

garment picked up

billowing big in the wind

like clouds

sun warm on her face

she headed straight to it

she had no distractions from the crowd who passed her by

she went the opposite way

she didn’t have to talk

and every so often from the sea of faces

this woman made them question 

they looked at her with surprise and confusion

and her blue dress drifted like a paintbrush 

and her eyes shined bright and warm

and she had not a word

she said nothing

as she walked quietly 

the 

other

way