the hues of heaven

the painter
arranges
a stool

a tripod companion
to his tripod
easel

the canvas
is primed
ready
and awaits

on the stool
a book

large
old
leather bound

it is the book
of his life
his bible

a record
of his family
from before time
began

a decorated pathway
to heaven

the forbidding
of hell

the book is
himself
as he was born

as he reached
to manhood

it keeps his beliefs
as surely
as his hand
holds his abilities

today
his purpose
is simple

to paint paradise

and he is capable
of accomplishing
this task

but
what is the shape
of heaven

what colour

the book
unopened
on its stool
is a comfort

its presence
a guide

it is the resolution
for him
of all doubt

he studies
the shades and the hues
arrayed
around his palette

ready to choose
the colours
of a higher plane

~

Poem #558 from a series of poems drawn from the imagination and collected as: a Bachelard reverie.

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