Paintings Poem by Fernando Ayala

We all are artists

painting our dreams

on the canvas

of our lives

too strong and vivid

for the mundane

brilliance of color.



We use different

shades of pain,

mixed with

miniscule droplets

of contentment

and a generous

measure of joy.



Each of us wears their

individual paintings

while gazing

into another's eyes.



It seems

the only way we can see

the wholeness

of our lives

is through

the reflections

in another's gaze.