The Pallet of the Colorless Sky
On a quiet day did I drive one fine day
The roads empty save for a few like me
Further up I could see the entrance of the sun
Paving its way into the peacefulness of the sky..
I wondered if I could just reach for the sky
and blend the colors so it just runs dry
painted in volumes of the sunrise as would I
take a pallet of blue and smudge it with an orange dye..
The sun that slides up into the volumes of the sky
Picked a day that was quiet just as I
Brightening sparks and rays that passers-by
stare in amaze and gaze with an angled eye..
I would that someday I could reach up the sky
and share the gaeity of the sunrise
painting colors that cool the planets eye
and reach the corners un-painted
just as I
that painters proclaim as a