Looking through glass
I see a painting having
colors of my dream
reflecting but omniety
Seems like my painter
left his creation for me
and took the road down
to some deep forest
may be to paint rainbow.
I lay eye on a feather
may be of blue bird
and like a lost soul
behind the glass
blow a kiss
for this feather.
It flies high up
as if meant for
the lonely sky
making me to wonder
if my painter still waiting
for my love to fill
every minutia of this
endeared painting
beautiful beautiful words..
Yes, it was beautiful!
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I like this, this is very pretty. Might it imply a romance, what i see and feel is a spirituality that the “painter” is not so much a lover in the physical sense but in the sense of our Lord. very beautiful.