Inadequacy

I tried to write a painting,

to capture colour with my words:

the heartbeat of the surging sea,

the beckoning of the birds...

but my lines were swallowed in failure -

and I stood in silence and awe

as I suddenly saw:

in the same way

they

the sky and the sea

so perfect to me

ebb and flow

are struggling to show

(and failing, too)

You.

1994