When The Paint Jar Tumbles...........
Sunrises and sunsets are the carefully placed bookmarks to our time on earth
When is the last time you actually watched the sun rise or set?
When The paint jar tumbles.
Mother nature is a bit of a klutz at eve's fall when she tires of creating all the daily events that require her attention sometimes her paint jars ~ t .u ..m ...b ....l .....e ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ into a brilliant~~~~|/~~~~~~ blob of color -----O----- that spreads in ~~~~~/|~~~~~~~ yellows...oranges and reds across the palette of the earth while she attempts with blobs of cotton so fluffy white to swab it clean but each puffball only serves to hold these colors as they disperse in lovely flows turning blue canvas skies to pink ones in her vain attempts to brush up all her clumsy glorious spills ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ while the swirling green paint waters stretching restless far below become vivid shades of turquoise divided by the bright refraction of spattered pastels in a row right down the center colors bobbing red-yellows and bright orange dissecting the aquamarines with theur glow ~~~~~~~~~~~~~O~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ /|\ till that sliding orb of color slips beneath the tossing waves as the night blots out the view of her accidental art this is when she must retire till the morning when her waking spills a whole new set of colors that all earthlings will admire never knowing Mother nature is a most colorful Klutz
© 2009 Matthew Frederick Blowers III