If I could paint the color of light...I'd paint this. The red maples...the yellow oaks...the budding new greens.
I'd paint all that I see...and all that I don't.
I'd paint little fairies- laughing.
I'd paint to my wishes andmy imaginary dreams.
If I could find words to describe the surprise of this spring...I'd say stop. I'd say look. I'd say listen. I'd remind myself to breathe....to notice.
I'd want to say everything. And - I'd say nothing at all.
If I could paint the color of light...I'd paint this.