Drops of Color/ Rainbow of Puddles
Drops of Color
Rainbow of Puddles
Slender bristles
separate, yet bound together,
dangling from a wooden rod.
Each strand
seeking ‘the color’ revealing
an essence of its individual self.
Only inches away
a palette lay…a rainbow of puddles,
pooled separately.
The rod, rocking
back and forth,
not of its own making,
but that of the
collective gathering
in the form of a brush.
The anxious thrill
to bathe oneself
in one’s color
BUT…
a pause holds
—an empty canvas waiting.
One brush, many bristles
decide to use each color
not one left out or excluded.
A prism painted,
another canvas beckoned.
When ‘all’ the colors used and fashioned
—utilizing its purpose,
the designs
Eternal.
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