Spiritual Alchemy (Unexplained Dreams)

The color BLUE sets the canvas reflecting the night sky

and I am just a mire silhouette watching

the painter's brushes set the tones of greens and golds,

but BLUE takes center stage

From the past to the present and lost and now found

I take in the pain that that is not mine

but belongs to another, set in its RED hues and merges with BLUE's

and create the bruises they left on your scares

GOLD of an untold story, but one buried deep in the ground of dejection

Sounds of distressed breathing, and an aching body of invisibility

I wish you can see me through spectacles

of Light & Vision for most, its to great of an asking

Only for those the whose roots are strong and planted to be grounded in truth,

the Tree of Life sits , rooted, strong and unbreakable

peaceful as I sit peacefully in its shade awaiting the next stroke

Such an undertaking can be tasking,

just waiting to see what might appear next

but with company, the waiting leaves me wading inside pools of shallow more pleasant scenery

and with some time, the GOLD hues begin to glisten

becoming more warming like Suns ,like food for the Sol,

and Souls creating a Light the shines like no other, to bright to see ahead

but Brighter days will come with promise,

a grace of undeserved favor

and the RED fades to black, the BLUE does to,

only come around full circle

with nothing or no on in existence but a WHITE canvas to create a New.

©2020

N'game'

Floetry From the Heart