Inspiration Poem by RIC BASTASA

let the brush begin
let the strokes be gentle
but let all these be
definite with a sense of
a mission
a purpose

paint me oranges
like suns
green patches of
grass
like peace
paint me the blueness
of the seven seas
let these be not as dark
as the night
let there be openings
like doors and
windows
so i can breathe

let me live
like i was once so alive
let me go through all these gently
like the fluttering wings
of a sky blue butterfly

you are my flower
scented with morning lemon
let me
on such a short moment
bloom
and then
even for a day
just a day
wilt with you.