I want my soul to sing

Like its been bursting too; I want to display passion

With a pulsing red, and color it with conflict

By adding a jolt of lurid green

I want to capture on a canvas

Effervescent joy, and convey the cadence of a melody

In the long look of the eye

I want to be able to breathe the freshness of the air

When I see the azure strokes, to hear the wind

As it rustles clothes in a time swept moment

I want to be surprised and I want to be

Moved

by remembrance and by

Creation