A COLOURED LIFE

I’m placed upon a canvas as vast as imagination

A speck of colour in the artists eye

Blobs of paint swirl next to me uncomfortably

Jostling with each other for temporary recognition

They rub the borders of my personality 

Shaping the way I behave, the way I respond

Some blending harmonies into my life song

Some playing discordances purposefully wrong

I’ve wondered why the painter chose this particular spot

in this particular time, and in this particular clime

And why specifically these particular colours next to me 

chosen from a vast spectrum, a gigantic kaleidoscope of paint

I’ve looked closely at my boundary lines 

Discovered intentional spaces filled with splatter

In my lifetime I may not have the answers served on a platter

About why chroma breathes the aroma of cocoa butter

Why does the coalescing of a myriad hues

Yield a harmony unprecedented, hitherto unseen,

Brightness amplified by both light and shadows

Invited to inhabit my comfort space with the caress of a brush

On this canvas as vast as imagination I lie

Just a speck of colour in the artists eye

Stopping once a while from my spinning, to ponder

To halt in wonder and thank whomsoever for this life of colour