Colorfield

A colorfield 

In big mad shapes 

Dance in ones composition 

Something so broad

There are no mistakes

And everyone can see in and listen 

Living in red to visit blue to see pink on a spring day 

My mind can jump

So my feet may run

So tonight can be completely forever

Fevers in the rainforest of your hazy eyes looking to the sky 

Thinking forever

Its the blue you’re living in 

We skip and prance from subject to subject

Burning money by skipping class

By being in your car

future free

So the air can feel like magic

Time doesn’t matter. 

Your skins still smooth.

We have danced through the years in those shapes

And in Septembers 

The colorfield shrinking each time our feet touch upon blue or yellow

Slowly the picture forms

The dance stops

 In order to gaze upon the actuality 

Children staring starry-eyed  toward the land,  feet in the grass

As if the earth has stopped

And for a second the grand display 

Eyes filled with heaven they look upon the sky

The trees are big

The buildings are wonders

and the clock begins to tick

We work

Toward our grand visions

The magic has been replaced with journey 

And the sense that earth is malleable

and inherited 

We hope for a future we are slowly walking toward

This time with a collective power 

To create and hold the world

The picture now clear

We see the web that composes its majesty 

And understand it all can be 

No longer a land of Eden to play

No longer lazy sunny days

No longer absolute youth 

But a colorfield