Finding The Colors Back, poetry by Dessy Tsvetkova at Spillwords.com
Nils Rasmusson

Finding The Colors Back

Finding The Colors Back

written by: Dessy Tsvetkova

 

Sometimes
it seems
as if the molder of the clay people
paints everything in gray
and sends the flowers somewhere in the land above…
It looks like he has forgotten to
breathe the light into the souls…
But actually
it just looks like this
the colors are there
but everything is shrouded in mystery
although
it’s actually crystal…
There is no loneliness
there is no gray
if we are still expecting something
and someone…

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