What can I give you? I am the blue
as imagined by a blind
and the roots of knowledge
as watered by a scholar.
I am the yellow
wind and the mauve
respond of light
perched
in the ubiquitous trees
tethered in the clouds
that barely scratch
the sky.
I am the green
storm and colorless waves
that wished upon a mountain
to break water in tryst
with the sun.
Not by blindness
we can reorder colors
but by the painting of a soul
in a moment tender
as the liquid moon
is quivering above the forest.
Art by Jan Schmuckal.
Lovedd it.!👌💖
Thanku for sharing🌸💞🌼
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I particularly like (not a strong enough word) the final verse; it’s beautiful and tenderly comforting. 😘💙💛💜💚❤️
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I was particularly inspired by the painting. Jan Schmuckal has a powerful vision of the colors of the world. I wish I could paint like this.
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Pretty high level stuff. One of your best imo!
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Beautiful poetry and image, Iulia.
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Simply lovely!
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Interesting, lovely.
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