Here is purple – a tree’s shadow walking the gravel path,
the purple linking the red and the sapphire in love. –
There – the pinkish bark and the joyous green of birches,
and in the flitting dress of the green – the skies’ blue circles.
But within me the white, white, white dwells monotonously –
because in me I carry the hues’ focused mystery. –
Within the white of my whiteness oh how I suffer so –
I want to be a hue – who will smash me into rainbow?
Maria Pawlikowska – Jasnorzewska
Translated by Marek Lugowski


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8 Responses to Hues

  1. You help me start my day out with hope. (((Hugs)))!!”

  2. sakuraandme says:

    I love it as usual! 🙂 lol I’m off to the U.K for 1 month. Take care …..Hugs Paula xxxx

  3. Penny L Howe says:

    Glorious and beautiful. Thank you for posting and sharing!

  4. vision5d2012 says:

    Ooo Poojy — please do not wait to be “smashed into a rainbow!.” Choose a hue and BE. As white, you contain all — your choice — play freely. Blessings, Alia

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