When you see a color does it speak to you,
can you feel it right to your core,
when you touch it does it soothe you.
or do you end up aching more.
Today I looked at this color
and I could see my Dads eyes.
I could remember the waters running in a field,
I remember my blue bathing suit when I was three or four,
I remember how your big strong hands
reached into the water and pulled me out,
I can feel the water running down my face
as I was gasping for air,
I remember you smiling .....
Today I can see you so clear.
If a color makes me remember so many things.
I wonder if there is a color that can make me remember sound.
Why can I see you so clearly,
but yet I am deaf to your voice.
Are you there?
The silence is overwhelming.
So for now I will look at colors and remember what I may,
Maybe someday I will hear your voice echoing in the wind,
And this time I will listen