I AM

Since the day I became conscious about my existence..

the journey is unpredictable
colors of emotions on my canvass

tHeN
others dipped my brush in theirs
 insisted this is your color..

some even painted the canvass
and said you follow me...

torn in the colors that I don't identify
confusion in the unknown meanings

unheard canvass
unsung colors..

NoW
the brush searched my hand
colors colored the palette
spread the horizon into my canvass
the others flew like feathers
the dreams dipped the stars
the sparkles are the EYES!

AND there emerged the soul of my painting.. I AM!