A brief history of color
The second color
That poured
from the ether
Was some
angelic pure white—
a flash
Of explosive propulsion
that
Emerged from
an absolute
primordial black
(it had slept
for ages
holding possibility
in its heart)
It was
Onyx-infused
dream of space
And inevitability:
A beautifully pure quiet
That could have only
Existed before time,
like the eyes of some
Quiet cat, reflecting
On everything at once.
Then from
that first separation
--Tiny suns flickered
Like millenia- inked fire
And ran wildly over the
The belly of space.
Color hungry mouths
seeking
shades transcendent-
an appetite for
hues beyond imagining:
Velvet-purple
bleeding
into orange
and burning
toward soft sapphire;
Spreading over
Beautiful deep brown hills,
And cool green valleys
Little emerald streams
meandering quiet and cool
that first explosion
of life and color
reaching across
time to
this quiet moment here
right now-
Where trees reach
silent in
Early mist.
They are
Only Shadows
waiting for color.
The earth
seems to inhale
deeply
And holds its breath
As color and beauty unfold.
About the Creator
Heath Hardin
teacher,
father,
songwriter : I record as Olds Sleeper
poet
furniture maker
living in Pennsylvania.
loving life.
www.oldssleeper.bandcamp.com
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