If paint was like coffee
I'd always indulge
The stories of rainbows
The pot would divulge
Make mine with sugar
A double delight
Hold the cup steady
Or you'll get a flight
If brushes were chocolates
I'd give them away
All wrapped up in tissue
And ribbons that Sway
Make mine look pretty
A gift from a friend
There's plenty to share
Of our own special blend
If thoughts were like petals
That fell from the hand
They'd cover the canvas
Instead of the land
I'd soon grab another
There's no time to pause
I'd turn them to paint
And I'd give them a cause
If paint was a flower
The colour so lush
The brushes would gather
The canvas would blush
The coffee and chocolates
Enjoyed with your crew
The day turn to moments
And talk of what's new
If brushes were thoughts
From your latte of gold
The chocolates and roses
All put them on hold
But only for minutes
Not hours it seems
For time waits for no one
Or art from our dreams
KF
Walking the sands of Thailand... over beaches swept clean by tsunami waves... I see a boat in a field. We are but a speck in this ever changing world. There is no rush here, no judgements and no need. We proceed at our own pace. Magic.