Fingers stained green and blue
With oil paint
Almost as to taint and tempt
Still
As the white streams down
Over the caverns of her hands
Wait as the last of it
Ends up back in the ground
Continue with your lack of plans
A free streak across a canvas
A quick glance over the sky
Initiates inspiration
As she shields her eyes
From the sun and its beating rays
Take a breath and gaze
She’s amazed at all the beauty
And is taken into song
Transforms it into art
As she hums along
Infusion into limbs
Engrained into her mind
She feels tremendous solace
In simply forming shapes from lines
Counting down the days
From the beginning of a year
Documenting in remembrance
To recall both joy and tears
Bike handlebars and fish
And shifting snow and sun
She thinks what will become of her
When all of this is done
She’ll study the mind
And dance through the days
As the last are just beyond
And on the rise
She’ll find the fear in the unknown
In which beauty is disguised
Splash the feeling on a sheet
And see what will become
Snap a photo
Blinded flash
She’s immersed in love
And life and everything
And what all of it means
She’s confused and unenthused
Yet simultaneously intrigued
Among the gifted
Swimming in a fountain
Of insecurity and time
Wrapped up in a blue, knit sweater
As to isolate the mind
To see it all, all of what this is
Through her almond eyes
Is to inspire a kaleidoscope
Of colors that flash across
A blank sky
Although intermittent
It all ties end to end
She’s up and down and back again
So fly girl, fly
I know you well
And your wings will be lined
With stories to tell
She’ll grow and change
Because she’s beautiful
In a way that’s all her own
Rooted deeply in a haven
Herself her home