Triumph

In this blue mood
I painted the floor a deepening shade of green
And walls of my existence, a forgiving black

blank noise

touch of his glance
and the lights trembled
as she sought dark corners

In how many ways do I welcome you

In how many ways do I welcome you …

Walking, jumping, skipping, flying
I seek you
create you
destroy you
weave you
fear you
touch you

to paint the canvas, my life
with you my child, my teacher
‘O thoughts.