Some colors outlast others, a variety of crayons sold in large quantity.
Pressed hard, printed on loose leaf paper.
These precious memories.
Molded down, broken. Chipped off in delicious assortment.
Sold by individual wrapper, journeying in delight, mixed with one another.
The beginning of the day finding it's way into night.
A constant surprise, lending a hand to someone else. A fruit shared in generosity.
Sliced whole, seen in vivid color. Modest in the way they meet.
Inquiring God's imagination, finding discipline. Joining each other in unity.
What derives is something greater, highlighting each others attribute.
Conducting themselves in a sense of yoga, traveling in one another's path.
Granting comfort, selfless in how they give. Guiding themselves in meditation.
Casting fear into the wind. A bland expectation. Sitting there without a thing to do.
Post it notes cut into the shape of bananas, a spark of imagination in the hands of a child. Thought to make the work space a bit more lively.
Pictures of friends, family, girlfriends, wives.
There are plenty of ways to create any one color, set in preference to highlight the things that make us smile most.
The fruit of life's harvest.
Presented as one specific color we take for granted.
The variation it takes to make the hue we love the most.
Crayons losing the sharpness of their head, painting the portrait of each moment that passes.
Framed behind glass
