Posted by Jai on November 24, 2003, at 22:31:45
In reply to Re: poetry, we need an art board!!!!, posted by deirdrehbrt on November 24, 2003, at 20:49:37
At dusk the light turns a violet azure and my body, mind and spirit relaxes. I like to go out into that color and imagine I can become one with it. During the red orange day of sunlight I am pursued by the hounds of my mother who insists that we children go out and play. Through out the ink black of the night I am hounded by the fears of that which is lurking behind my dolls, in my closet and under my bed. At the first of dawn the same blue hue appears but upon the heels of that respite is the unrelenting brilliance of day. On rainy days the sky can cloud up and obscure the burning ball to quietly lay a blanket of soft gray and blue. I love the feeling of quiet and rest I get then but at any moment the burly wind can blow the cotton mass of clouds into the eastern horizon. I lay in wait for the only color that matches my emotional interior. It seems to be closest to the color of the divine. I am in bliss at the end of the day.
Jai
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