Festival of Colour and Light
Fidelity writes with ease beneath your picture
Now that love is liquid and rusty chains flake
The colours of love I have for you in a confetti of rain.
Pollen dust hits the water where there is no soil,
Swirling my Divali firecracker in a festival of colour,
Then to my canvas, and then to the sky.
This is for a Holi day missed, a day Spring tested Divali light.
I now throw powder at a whiteness, and paint
My feelings. No one, ever again, will censor this:
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http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Diwali
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Holi
