I use the colors to recompose your image,
While enclosing and opening the space alternatively
With relevance and traceability....
I'm like a painter seeking her own color,
Or like an singer seeking her own voice,
Or like a philosopher seeking her own self...
Neither like, nor unlike a white dream between ultraviolet and infrared,
Neither like, nor unlike an ultrasound crystal between
Crystallized soprano and bass,
Or a pulsating line, and an upbeat dance groove,
Neither like, nor unlike a fusion of individuality by being and God.
And you're there.
It's like you place yourself directly on top of the front of my sight.
And I can see you.
It's only me, who can see you.
You're the color without any name.
You're my eternity..
And I defeat my dream as I defeat an illusion..
And I receive the reality of light...
I close my eyes, and I feel its warmth..
I feel a shiver running up my spine,
And I feel the healing rays enlightening my spirit..
It's so peaceful and overgrown with trees
Like a beautiful picture of woman and nature in harmony...



Marieta Maglas

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/unknown-color/