15 December 2012
Phoenician The hue of kings A joyous melody Played by pipers Dancing on the backs Of the conquered.
Rain A cresting and falling Crooned out eternal Ever-moving Glittering brightly Close your eyes and Feel.
Butterfly Iridescent, shimmering A graceful ballad Leaping with freedom Shining above, inspiring Atop the green world.
Tools Crayons, pencils, markers The scratch of a record Creation, revolutionary Total artistic power Paint it all what you wish.
Flesh The pain, the lasting sore A dirge that taps your soul Weaving in and out Of the subconscious mind Ignoring, distract, divert.
Heavens Watching from above The calm waltz of the ages A myriad of sparkles The breath of life from Companionable distance.
Purple The majesty of mountains Soft and strong like you Amythest, violet, indigo Keening colour-song Regal velvet covering all.
Ode Of Orchid • Opuss № I