Last night my eyelids she did color.
Paralyzed in sleep, I watched in awe.
As from behind a see-through canvas
Came an invisible brush and amazingly colored paints.
From right to left
and left to right.
Image, image, clear.
Image, image, cleanse.
Continuous fluid brushstrokes
perhaps done to music.
Music I could not hear.
A glimpse of Heaven she did share
for such vivid colors exist no where.
What message lies beneath this beauty?
Swiftly painted and then erased!
Let me see again.
Let me peek again.
While I’m still on earth.
A Color Ballet –
— a Message from My Sister
Date: Sometime mid-2006
My sister inspired this color show.
This much I do know.
I know because she knew I’d know.
Because I miss her so.