Power and purity

I am grey however

when i think of the colour yellow i think of happiness

and when i think of happiness i think of you.

You see i am a product of shaded sunless segments of taupe paint

dotted around the edges of a worn out palette in the hands of a worn out artist

I am grey in a room full of colored canvases

I am the type of grey artists use to show bitter, misery and heart break

I am the type of grey shown in art to reinforce the image of suffocation loneliness

I am the type of grey that i don't want to be.

However grey looks over their shoulder and sees yellow, sat perfectly

at the other end of the pallet, glowing even without a reflective sun

yellow has this way of perfuming the air with laughter

yellow is the colour grey thought they'd never meet, until

both colors traveled across the canvas seasoning every blank space

with power and purity that when both colors collide two different types of

beauty is infused creating a masterpiece greater than energy,

greater than art itself.