White

white
nothing but white,
floors, doors, walls
white
a blank canvas
on which i paint,
pictures in my mind
of the way the world should be
the beautiful blossom of the cherry tree,
i paint the birds in the sky
oh how freely they fly,
and i paint the fish in the sea
and oh how they swim
the world in all it's beauty on these walls,
but out side them
grey
nothing but grey